"That's not a nice introduction to our first meeting." Chika chuckled while Mathilda stands up from the damp ground, her white gown is fully covered with dirt and her vale are ripped apart as well as the pink flowers she used to hold.
"What more could you possibly want? You already have my future husband in hand with that stup*d baby!" Mathilda screamed with rage as she send daggers to Chika with her glares.
"What I want? Hmm, let's see… I want that bottle you have hidden in your pocket."
As Chika said her words, Mathilda's eyes bulged in shock as her hand unconsciously went on the pocket and tap the bottle.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Mathilda stepped back while Chika stepped forward in an intimidating manner.
"I know you have it. Come on, I won't do harm if you give me the bottle." Chika extends her hand and opened her palm but Mathilda laughed so hard that she crunched her stomach.