"I didn't steal it, I caught it myself!"
The child retorted with a slightly hoarse and childish voice, their little hands involuntarily squeezing tight, the mole's tongue protruding out.
Colin was about to comfort the child when he suddenly paused:
"You... huh? You're a girl?"
The kid wasn't even 1.2 meters tall, with no hint of development, dirty and unkempt. Colin had assumed the child was a boy both times he had seen her, not realizing she was a girl until she spoke.
"Okay, fine, I apologize, I misunderstood you..."
"Ah..." The little girl, about to say something, froze, having braced herself to be hit. She never expected an apology from the other party.
You see, for someone like an "important person," right or wrong, daring to talk back could even get you killed!
"Hehe, I know what it's like to be wronged, I went through it myself when I was young. Okay, I offer you a sincere apology, and here's my apology gift."
