Chapter 42.2: I'm Not His Pet Yet
Tian Shui squatted, covering her face with her hands, trying to hypnotize herself.
“Stay awake! Tian Shui!”
“I can do this…”
“He’s not that terrifying opponent yet…”
“I haven’t lost yet, I’m not his pet yet…”
…
After buying some groceries, Shi Hai returned home to find someone there.
Judging by the shoes, both Jian Sichun and Zhu Lingjie were in his house.
And judging by his closed room door, they were likely in his room.
They really treated this place as their own, even going into his room without hesitation…
Shi Hai sighed, realizing he might have no privacy in the future.
Instead of heading to his room, he first arranged the new slippers in the living room.
Then, he set up toothbrushes, towels, and cups for his new sisters in the bathroom.
Finally, he moved the coffee table and placed the cleaned and dried carpet back in place.
All this took about five minutes.
The two in his room had obviously heard the door open but were waiting for Shi Hai to come in.
When he didn’t, they became anxious.
After five minutes, they couldn’t sit still and exchanged glances before deciding to go out together.
They found Shi Hai making coffee, preparing three cups.
Seeing he wasn’t angry and was his usual self, Jian Sichun and Zhu Lingjie felt even more ashamed.
They had prepared to be scolded.
“Uh… you’re back…”
Zhu Lingjie managed a forced smile, while Jian Sichun turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.
“Yeah, put on your slippers.”
“Ah… you bought slippers?”
“Yeah, since there’ll be more people in the house from now on.”
Shi Hai had bought several pairs, choosing cute animal designs that girls might like.
Zhu Lingjie put on bunny slippers, while Jian Sichun chose cat slippers.
“Sit down.”
They obediently sat on the sofa, holding hands to calm their nerves.
Shi Hai pushed two cups of coffee towards them and placed the sugar jar nearby, indicating they could add as much as they liked.
“And this, take it.”
It was the blue and white striped underwear he had folded while arranging the carpet.
Jian Sichun was even more embarrassed, her toes curling as she stayed silent.
She wanted to apologize.
She had impulsively slapped Shi Hai.
But the more she thought about it, the more she regretted it.
She still wanted to help Zhu Lingjie but could have chosen a less drastic method…
She must have had a lapse in judgment.
Maybe she knew Shi Hai well, but from his perspective, Jian Sichun was just a ‘friend of two days.’
Slapping someone, even among good friends, could lead to a fallout, let alone new acquaintances.
She didn’t want Shi Hai to dislike her; just the thought of him looking at her in disgust or hatred is enough for her to think of killing herself.
The atmosphere was suffocating for her.
Finally, when she couldn’t hold back her apology, Shi Hai spoke.
“I thought about it seriously, and you’re right.”
“…Huh?”
Jian Sichun looked at him in disbelief.
Shi Hai thanked her.
“Thank you, that slap woke me up quite a bit.”