When I growup
*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~
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"My fathers have already reprimanded me."
I said softly, attacking that girl, was I in the right? I truly did not like my things being touched or taken by another. Hands once again ran through my hair, following once again was the coolness of the water.
"Have you finished with your soak?"
"En, I just need to take a shower-"
"Would you like me to help you?"
I shivered feeling the water quickly empty from the tub, after hearing such a question.
My hair was piled and secured before I had the chance to reply, soon after I sat up silently allowing him to scrub my back, there is no need to reply.
Not long later, the coldness of the peach-scented shower gel was placed on my back and the gentle rubbing of a cloth made from a coarse but gentle material, to not damage my skin was used to clean my skin.