Warning and Fear

"Here!"

Sylvia easily threw the shopping bag at me.

"What's this?"

I checked what was in this shopping bag. And it turns out, this bag contains clothes and sleeping pants, a toothbrush and several other toiletries, towels, face wash, underwear, and a knife.

"Oh, I left my knife there. Sorry, it's not yours."

Sylvia took the knife quickly, ignoring me who was still confused about what these items were for.

"Who is this for?" I asked in a confused tone.

"For you."

"For me? Of whom?"

"Master Andre gave it all to you. So that's your stuff."

"Andre?"

"Yeah. Hurry up and take a shower, you stink. You're a bum."

"..."

Those are words I don't want to hear. She said that easily, commanding me as if I had body odor.

I didn't expect that Andre would give it all there. I didn't even realize he told Sylvia to buy this.

Well, since I'm a grateful person, I'll be thanking him later.