No. 3 clamored unhappily. "Why can't we eat it?"
"That's right, that's right."
Little No. 5, who didn't dare say anything, chimed in weakly.
In the end —
"You think you deserve them?
"All of you hid behind me and made a fuss over small things —
"'Ah, Big Brother, this is so small! There are even ants crawling on the side. Is it poisonous?'
"'Ah, Big Brother, a centipede actually crawled over just now. I was scared to death!'
"Ah, Big Brother, ah, Big Brother — all of you only know how to make noise. I never said anything about all of you kicking up a fuss, but you still dare to come and claim credit in front of me?"
A certain big brother was really speechless. He mimicked their tones from last night and gave them cold and disdainful looks. Then, he unceremoniously scooped up a big spoonful of crayfish and stuffed it into his mouth.
His handsome face was tense and proud.
