[BONUS CHAPTER] BASIC CURSING 101

"NERO, repeat after me," Neoma, who was sitting lazily on the sofa with her feet on the table, said. "'You fucking piece of shit.'"

Nero, who was sitting like the proper prince he was on the accent chair across from her while having tea, repeated her crude words without batting an eyelash. "'You fucking piece of shit.'"

"Aish," she complained, irritated at how her twin brother could sound so elegant while cursing. Was it his pose? His dignified look? The majestic aura around him? "That won't do, Nero. Scumbags won't take you seriously if you curse like you're singing a lullaby. You should sound tough. And move your mouth more to make your pronunciation clearer."

He tilted his head to one side. "Am I doing it wrong?"

"If people hear you curse elegantly like that, they'll say 'thank you' instead of shaking in fear."

He just smiled before he sipped his tea. "Is it that bad?"

"You look like the type of person who'd use 'Shakespearean cursing.'"