"Does it really hurt?" Mother Mi immediately let go and leaned in to look, noticing that Old Mi's ear had indeed started to turn a bit red. She couldn't help but feel a bit guilty; it had been too long since she had used her strength, and she had lost control of it. Clearly, she needed more practice.
"Next time I'll be careful," she promised.
"There's a next time?" Old Mi rubbed his ear and grimaced softly, muttering, "If there's a next time, wouldn't that be the end of me?"
"If you behave, there won't be a next time," Mother Mi comforted, patting Old Mi as she said with a smile.
