Augh . . . what’s important is getting along
[BONUS]
When we were back in the house, I immediately saw Emi and Sheryl flanked on the couch by the fireplace, drinking some tea.
Along the fence, tea trees were planted near the fruit trees, so we could enjoy tea whenever we wanted.
"Oh, you're back?" Sheryl beamed.
"Ah . . . yes." I wanted to ask if they were done with their chores, but I decided against it.
"You're also back, Ford? Did you catch a lot of fish?" asked Sheryl with a bemused expression, and tone mocking.
Ford shrugged. "Yeah. I did."
'I?' It was me who did all the work, though. Not that I minded it.
While the three conversed, I went to the kitchen and gave Megu the fish for that day. A total of two large fish, three medium fish, and five little fish.
Megu clapped her hands in delight and beamed. "My . . . so many fishes. Leave everything to me, and you can go and get some rest."
I scratched the back of my head and said, "Thanks then."