Selma Payne's POV:
My life started to become more relaxed. I felt a little uncomfortable without the intense planning and constantly tense nerves.
"Before you say something like that, don't come over here eight times a day to slack off."
Dorothy speechlessly held an old book in her hands. Directly opposite her, I was lazily lying on the sofa, basking in the sun.
"How can you call this slacking off?" I retorted, "Life is short, but we should enjoy it while it's still available. I recently read this sentence in a human philosophy book, and I think it makes much sense."
Dorothy was even more speechless. "If you degenerate into a lazy bum in my room, we will be exiled to human society by both the King and the Queen. By then, you can read as many human philosophy books as you want."
The peaceful morning passed by in a lazy bickering session.
I finally couldn't hide anymore during the luncheon.
