When the man who substituted for Scarlett walked Joren home, he was treated for dinner by Joren as a reward for waiting.
"Wow! This is delicious!"
"Of course, I practiced cooking long ago."
Joren smiled and the day after, the man left him since he reported that Joren can take care of himself and is not as retarded as his test scores said.
"Finally..."
Joren stretched his whole body after waking up.
The fish appeared out of nowhere. The moment it appeared, it meant Joren's sharp glare.
"Can I hit you?"
Joren could only sigh.
"I guess I appreciate that you didn't show up after that. But that doesn't mean that I would forgot what you did. Are you stupid? Appearing in my crotch? Is that necessary!?"
"Tsk!" Joren clicked his tongue.
"Well, it would've been turned better if not for you."
