Naikawa Aoi was thin and small, with dry, yellow hair. She sat on the tatami mat with a vacant look and no focus in her eyes, as if she was staring at the clutter on the floor or wandering in a trance. She didn't look intellectually normal at all. What was worse was that Nanahara Takeshi didn't have any manners and directly said the word "intellectual disability."
Kiyomi Liuli became a bit anxious and quickly whispered in his ear, "It's true, don't joke about this with me! You can't make jokes like this; it's too damaging to people's psyche. If you want to curse me, you might as well call me a pig-brained idiot!"
"I'm not joking." Nanahara Takeshi couldn't make it clear to her, and after replying, he ignored her. He simply sat cross-legged in front of Naikawa Aoi, reached out, and moved a small stone to another spot.
Immediately, Naikawa Aoi moved a small paper box over the stone.
