"Damar, I'm level 5," Aruna shouted.
"Nope, level 2," Damar replied, standing in line for Aruna's favourite hot noodle order.
"No, I'm level 5."
"Three."
"Five."
"It's up to me to order level 3."
"Alight, I'll order it myself." Aruna was standing beside Damar.
"Why are you so stubborn today?" Damar ruffled Aruna's hair.
The girl spontaneously put away Damar's hand.
"Huuuh... if you knew how terrible my life was today." Aruna remembered the incident that made her angry.
She needed to wipe Hendra's lips touch with the burning taste of a level 5 hot noodle.
A slightly ridiculous act.
She needed to try it so that the incident disappeared from her memory.
"It was also a hard day for me." Said Damar softly.
He still remembered it very well as the CEO took Aruna when he was helpless.
"That's why I need level 5 if necessary, two bowls at once."
"Don't be crazy, remember your stomach!"
