When Kara heard that he wanted her to sing, she puckered her pink lips and blushed.
She had learned how to dance, but she was not very good at singing.
"James, I don't sing well."
James patted her back butt with his big hand. She let out a low cry and her face flushed.
"Why? I didn't ask you to sing it well."
After saying this, James felt that it was necessary to correct her now.
"Stupid girl, can you eat with fork inborn?"
"No, can you eat that way?"
Kara stared at him doubtfully, regarding him as a prodigy. She thought, 'Maybe he really had mastered this skill.'
"Of course I can't. I learned it later," James said with a smile.
"Fine."
Kara nodded seriously, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"Kara, are you able to use forks after learning once?"
"Of course not. I still remember that it took me so much time to learn it. Mom even taught me a lesson. Dad thought that I could learn it slowly, so he even quarreled with Mom."