Excuse me for my language. Bloody hell! Why is this man here!
Apparently, the person is an acquaintance of my father. My father hugs the guy and speaks cheerfully towards him. I try not to look at the guy, I feel that the guy is also constantly looking at me and monitoring me. Ugh, he gives me the creeps and the heebie-jeebies.
After talking for a while, the man approached me and took me into his arms. He then raised me up in the air, moving me up and down looking cheerful.
Oof! This guy is the worst! I feign ignorance and laughed like a baby would, while the guy looks at me intently. He looks disappointed as if he was looking for my reaction or something. Is this what my fellows experienced when they were brought here before me? I came in prepared, but this I did not expect. I'm a helpless baby and an evil giant monster is holding me. My life is literally in his hands.
He gave me back to my mother who looks distressed and fearful for some reason. My sister also looks afraid of the guy. I wonder why.
The man left finally and I let out a deep sigh. Not even my first mission in my past life was this terrifying.
My mother and father seems to have a discussion. Apparently, my mom doesn't like the guy. My father looks hurt and defensive, and sat down at the chair looking defeated. He then took the chair to the furthest part of the room, took a glass and drank what I presume was liquor. He looks sad.
I'll have to ask my sister about the person who visited and his relationship with my father. By the time this is over, my sister would be a master artist.
(To be continued)