👣 Prologue 👣

"This time, I'll be the one to choose."

Actually, I had a meeting early this morning, but when I heard that Mom
was going to hire a maid to clean my condo, I decided to choose one
myself. The ones Mom picked never quite met my standards. One left dust
behind the TV, another missed lizard droppings in the corners. Money isn't
the issue if the outcome is good, but I absolutely hate half-hearted efforts.

"You don't need to waste your time on this. Besides, Frung, you don't even
know how to choose one. You love cleanliness but can't even clean your
room."

"Well, why did you raise me to be like this then, Mom? If you'd taught me
when I was little, we wouldn't need to hire anyone."

"Oh, so it's my fault now? Well, whatever, we have money. What's the point
of having money if we don't use it? Actually, I have three or four candidates
in mind. I'll call them in for interviews today."

Mom hands me a sheet of paper with information about the applicants,

probably from a job website. I glance over it without much interest since
there are no photos, and the profiles all seem similar.

"What time are they coming?"

"The first one is scheduled for 9:30. It's almost time."

Mom's phone rings shortly after that. She then asks my nanny, whose duty
now is to take care of her, to go downstairs and welcome the candidate.
While waiting, I skim through the profiles and frown at the age listed.

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"This one is only 28, Mom?"

"That's right"

"Why would someone this young be a maid?"

"Not everyone has the opportunity for higher education. There aren't many
options for them."

Mom seems to remember something and adds,

"Oh, but this one applied directly with us, through your nanny, not an
agency."

"Can we trust her, Mom? Without any background check?"

"Aren't you good at reading people? Once you see her, your instincts will
tell you whether to hire her or not."

I have quite a reputation for being able to read people. If I feel someone is
untrustworthy. I stay cautious, and they usually turn out to be just that. Like
an employee at my company who I sensed was suspicious just by walking
past him.

After investigating, we found out he was stealing information to sell to a

competitor. This wasn't the first time; there were many cases that I caught.
It's either instinct or just that I don't easily trust anyone, so I see things
others don't.

The door opens, and Mom and I, who have been waiting, peek to see P
Khwan [*[1], my nanny, bringing in the interviewee.

"Here she is. Yu... Say hello to Ms. Frung and Madam. They'll interview
you themselves today."

It's like a scene from a movie where the heroine makes her entrance. My
nanny steps aside, revealing a petite, sweet-faced girl who walks in politely
and greets both me and Mom with a wai. As soon as I lock eyes with her

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brown ones, my heart races like I've just finished a workout. I grip the sofa
tightly and look away, feeling flustered.

"Hello, ma'am. Hello, Ms. Frung"

Hearing her say my name makes me even more anxious. Mom looks at me
for my opinion, but I'm at a loss.

"Well, Frung?"

"What?"

"What do you think?"

"Hire her."

"Huh?"

I glance at Mom and then at the petite girl smiling slightly at me. Unlike
me, she doesn't look away and stares straight at me with determination,
making me blush.

"No need for an interview. She's the one. Hire her."

"Ms. Frung, don't you want Yu to try cleaning first? Why..."

P'Khwan looked at me with confusion. My behavior now is strange to those

who know me well. Even I don't know what is happening. I just feel excited
and nervous. This is the first time I've felt shy and can't make eye contact
with someone. But my gut tells me not to let her slip away.

"She's the one. Hire her. No need to call anyone else. Hello, Ms. Yu."

"Hello, Ms. Frung."

When she says my name again, I finally turn to meet her gaze. The sweet-
faced girl tilts her head slightly and raises her eyebrows playfully. Her
demeanor is relaxed, making me angry that I can't act normal. No, I have to
win.

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With that thought, I stand up from my chair and walk confidently toward
her, raising my hand and...

"Ow!"

I flick her forehead, leaving a red mark. Yu rubs her forehead and smiles,
showing no signs of anger, which makes me smile.

"You're quite the smiler, aren't you?"

"Frung... What did you just do?"

Mom looks at me in shock because I've never acted so familiar with anyone
before.

"Do you know this girl?"

"No."

"Then why..."

From smiling shyly, I switch to a serious face again.

"Getting familiar. She'll be cleaning my room. Besides, we're about the

same age. What's so strange about that?"

I stand with my arms crossed, defending myself, while Mom and my nanny
look like they just saw a ghost. Only Yu seems pleased and smiling. She
doesn't seem scared of me at all, which makes her even more endearing.

"Great! Let's get to know each other, Ms. Frung"

It seems I've met someone for whom I have a weak spot. Seeing that
I'm kind to her, she hasn't stopped smiling.

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note:

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CRUSH by CHAO PLANOY

i have to change the book title, title every chapters,cover to avoid get
banned..

Footnotes

1.^"p" is the abbreviation of the word "Phee" (w), which means "older
sister" or "older brother" in Thai. It is used as a title and gives off a
casual tone in a conversation.

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 👣01.What a Pixie!👣
Even though she's already been hired, Mom still wants the new maid named
Yu to do a trial cleaning to ensure she's truly capable. I had a meeting
scheduled, but I called to postpone it, saying I had an important errand. For
some reason, watching the new maid sweep and mop seems more important
than today's meeting.

"She seems quite skilled,"

Mom says, nodding in approval as she watches the petite figure expertly
clean. I rub my chin, watching her small frame move around, thinking of
something else entirely.

"Cute."

"What?"

"I said it looks clean."

I repeat myself and walk closer to get a better look at her face. The sweet-
faced girl, engrossed in lifting a vase and wiping around it, glances at me
briefly and raises an eyebrow.

S... So cute.

But feeling that I can't lose, I stare back with a stern expression.

"Something wrong with your brow?"

I joke, but it only makes Yu look startled and apologetic.

"I'm sorry."

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Why is she apologizing? I was just trying to make a joke. Why does she
have to look so pitiful?

"There's nothing to apologize for... I think that's enough for now, Mom,"

I say, turning to my mother. I think if we let her continue, she'll just wear
herself out for nothing. The room isn't that dirty, she should take a break
and have some water.

"Okay, let's hire her then,"

Mom agrees, then starts talking about the job description.

"Pixie, you'll come to clean here..."

"What?"

"What?"

"What did you call her?"

"Pixie."

"Why are you calling her that?"

I protest, disapproving of Mom bullying someone she just met by calling

her Pixie. Nicknaming isn't nice. What if she's self-conscious about her
height? She could get upset.

"It's cute, Pixie. I wanted to call her 'little girl,' but too many people have
that nickname. Calling her 'Yu' feels too distant... or do you not like it?"

"I like it. It sounds endearing."

Yu smiles broadly and turns to me.

"But if Ms. Frung doesn't like it, you can call me 'Yu'."

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"If you like being called 'Pixie,' then I'll call you 'Pixie' Mom, where were
we? Continue, please."

"Okay, Pixie, you'll come to clean around ten in the morning until four in
the afternoon. That means you can come anytime during that period, but not
when Frung is here. She values her priva..."

"No, Yu... Pixie should come when I'm here."

"Why would you want her to clean while you're here? She'll just be in the
way."

"She won't. Besides, this is a private room... having someone you just met
come in when the owner isn't here, what if something valuable goes
missing?"

"...."

The atmosphere turns so quiet that I immediately feel angry at Mom. She
was so chatty at first, but now it's as if a cat got her tongue. And what did I
just say? I practically accused her of stealing. What was I thinking?

"I understand. I'll come to clean in the morning when you're here or in the
evening when you're back."

"That's better."

"I'll clean quickly and leave."

"How can it be clean if you rush?"

I straighten up and reason.

"Whatever you do, it needs to be thorough. Doing it hastily is like not doing
it at all. So.... don't rush. Just clean quietly while I'm in the room."

"Understood. When should I start?"

"You can start now,"

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Mom orders, patting my shoulder.

"And you should get to work. I'll keep an eye on things; nothing will go
missing."

"But..."

"Is there another problem?"

I look between Mom and the new maid, then walk out, almost stomping my
feet.

Why did Mom have to chase me away? Can't we just let the new maid clean
while we sip Earl Grey tea and chat about current events or the fluctuating
stock market?

Today is the first time I go to work without concentration.

It feels strangely lonely and depressing The marketing analyst talking about
Twitter trends and today's search engine queries can't capture my interest.
My mind is filled with thoughts about the new maid. I have so many
questions.

Why would someone my age, with such good skills, work as a maid instead
of at a company or as a full-time employee? Is she poor? How poor is she?
What is her home like? Would the salary Mom offered be enough...?

And why isn't she afraid of me? It's rare to find someone like that. As far
back as I can remember, everyone said I looked unfriendly. Every boyfriend
I had ran away, and even the men Mom set me up couldn't stand me. But
she looked me in the eye and raised an eyebrow.

So bold... even when she raised her eyebrow mischievously, she looked
cute. She should be afraid of me. I won't lose my authority just because she
smiled at me.

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"Ms. Ratsamee."

"Yes, ma'am!" The marketing analyst, who has been droning on, straightens
up, looking like she's facing a strict teacher. "What is it, boss?"

"Do you think I'm scary?"

"Not really."

Well, who would dare say 'Yes, you do' to their boss? I'm not strict, just
meticulous. Everything on my desk must be orderly because it clears my
mind. Nothing should be moved because I won't find them. My office is
like an interrogation room for my employees. Whenever they walk in,
though I've never yelled at anyone, all my subordinates are ready to cry just
by looking at me.

But that maid... she looked me in the eye, raised an eyebrow... UGHH I
want to bite her cheek.

"Why does your voice quiver?"

"U Uh. N Nothing"

Ms. Ratsamee's voice sounds like she's going to cry. I sigh and nod at her.

"You can leave."

"I'm sorry. I don't know if I made you frustrated... or did I speak too
quietly?"

"I said that because I understood everything you said."

I didn't mean to sound cold. I just wanted to say that everything was fine,
but that just put my subordinate on the verge of tears. This won't do. I need
to do something.

"Don't cry"

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I slowly hand her a box of tissues, but I miscalculate the timing, and it
drops in front of her. It looks as if I'm being mean to her, and that makes her
cry out.

"I'm sorry, boss."

"I said, 'Don't cry! If you don't stop crying, I'll..."

"You'll fire me?"

"UGH!"

"Wahh!"

I tried to explain things to her, but because of my grunt, she was startled
and ran away. See? I have to deal with this every day. Everyone acts as if
they're wrapped around my finger. Everyone is dead scared of me just
because I have a resting bitch face, but that maid...

She met my gaze.

She raised her eyebrow.

And smile...

I can't let this go. I need to know more about the new maid. I'll call Mom
for details and have her fax all the information I didn't read today.

Frung: Mom, can you fax me the maid's details?

Frung: The one named Yim.

ImHereMyDearEnemy: Her name is Yu. What? You can't remember

her name after just a moment?

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.

I smile as I see Mom's retort. Smooth, now she won't suspect why I'm so
interested in the new maid.

But... why am I so interested in her? Normally, I don't even notice the old
maids who come to clean.

Frung: Oh, really? I kept thinking her name was Yim.

ImHereMyDearEnemy: Then call her Pixie like I do. You already called
her Pixie today. Why would you have to remember her name?

Frung: True. By the way, when will you change your account name?
Don't your friends get confused about who they're talking to?

Frung: It sounds like a sentence from a corny novel.

ImHereMyDearEnemy: I put it up for my lover to read.

Frung: Do you mean Dad?

ImHereMyDearEnemy: I don't know. Do I?

ImHereMyDearEnemy: I'll take a picture and send it to you here.

Faxing is so outdated.

ImHereMyDearEnemy sent a file.

ImHereMyDearEnemy: Why do you suddenly want to know?

Frung: I like to know the details of people who come into my life.

ImHereMyDearEnemy: Including maids? Well, whatever, you're like

that. Bye now, going to put on a face mask.

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.

I don't feel like talking to Mom either, so I stop chatting and open the file
she sent. Now, I start to carefully read each letter. The handwriting is neat
and consistent, easy to read, and shows how much effort she put into it. If I
had to guess, she probably won a handwriting contest. Compared to my
handwriting, it's like an angel's versus a pattern on a cracked heel.

Born on June 14, the same year as me. Two months older than me. Well,
just two months, that doesn't really count.

Lives in the city center... It's a house number, not a room, not an apartment,
not a condo. She should be well-off. Why did she become a maid?

Education: Grade 9.

Reading this makes my throat tighten. Why...? Someone so cute should

have a higher education. What made her quit school this early? I purse my
lips tightly, feeling emotional, and look at the next line.

Single...

As I read this part, I nod in understanding. Nowadays, everyone is single. If

being single makes you happy, then you should stay that way. From being
sad, I now bid farewell to my tears with a smile like someone who has met
a friend with the same fate. This is girl power. We can be alone without
needing a boyfriend.

I snap my fingers cheerfully, and my eyes drift to the phone number...

None of the digits pair up to be auspicious. If we were closer, I'd persuade

her to change her number. But anyway, I'll save it on my phone just in case
I suddenly feel my room is dirty one day. I can call her to clean it then.

Heh. How thorough...

Since I have her address, let me sneak a peek at her house to see what it
looks like...

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I take the address and search it on Google Maps to see the surroundings and
am stunned. The single-story wooden house is in a dilapidated condition,
starkly different from my condo. Besides being very old the surrounding
area feels unsafe. But I can't judge from this because the photo might've
been taken a long time ago. If I get a chance, I'll drop by to see it myself.

Why am I so interested? Oh, because of GIRL POWER.

After finishing work, I head straight back to my room as usual.

When I open the door, a faint, tea-like scent of perfume wafts through the
room. I look for the source and am surprised to see the diffuser I bought a
long time ago, which I remember sitting forgotten in the bathroom, now
placed on the small table by the door with a wooden tray for car and house
keys.

Did she clean my house and put this fragrant stick here?

I smile in satisfaction and feel instantly better with the familiar scent of
white tea. I'm glad I told my mom to hire her. Just the first day and she's
already made me smile.

Wait.... but if the house is too clean, she won't have enough work to do. I
should make the room a bit messier so she'll have something to clean
tomorrow morning, giving me time for a private interview.

Such a good and considerate employer I am.

I have to admit, this is really an exciting morning.

I set my alarm for seven o'clock, quickly shower, and dress in the most
business-like outfit I can find: a black shirt and a brown skirt that
complements my fair skin. Today, I want to present myself as a cool

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businesswoman so she'll think I'm impressive, though I don't know why I'm
doing this.

But I do look very cool

I sit at the bar counter in my room, changing my pose several times to find
one that looks natural and not too forced.

Beep!

The sound of the door opening makes me straighten up, pretending to sip
coffee while pointing my pinky finger out to show off my newly painted red
nails from last night. Today, I look fiercely stylish. Even I am in love with
my reflection in the mirror.

"Good morning, Ms. Frung."

The cheerful voice combined with the scent of white tea creates a
memorable image in my mind as I see the sweet-faced girl. Her bright smile
makes me momentarily forget to breathe before I set down my cup and
speak slowly.

"Good morning, Pixie."

"When you call me that, it really feels like we're closer,"

Yu, dressed in a comfortable t-shirt and shorts with loosely tied hair, looks
naturally beautiful.

"You're very enthusiastic."

"Now that I have a job, I'll do my best to make my salary worth it."

"Did you put the diffuser here?"

"Yes."

She nods slightly, looking a bit uneasy.

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"I asked Madam, and she said it was okay. Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad? You did the right thing."

"Phew, I was afraid you'd think I was overstepping my duties. I'll go make
the bed and vacuum now."

"Go ahead."

The small girl walks past me at the counter, grabbing cleaning supplies and
tying an apron around her waist. Maybe because she's so small, wearing
that apron makes her look like a Blythe doll carrying a vacuum cleaner into
my bedroom. After posing for a while, I quietly sneak in to see what Pixie is
doing. I see her pulling the bed sheet tight, folding the blanket like in a
hotel, and then starting to vacuum efficiently. Her movements are in my
sight the whole time, and all I can think is:

Kyun, kyun.

Kyun, kyun.

How can someone look so cute in every single movement....?

"Ms. Frung."

I'm startled a bit when she calls my name while I'm watching her intently.

"Hm?"

"You spilled coffee on the floor and your shirt."

The sweet-faced girl looks shocked and quickly grabs a tissue to wipe my
shirt collar. I'm startled by her eagerness to touch me and push her away as
if I've been electrocuted, but my reaction probably looks more like disgust,
making Yu freeze and quickly bow in apology.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to clean your shirt. I didn't mean to
overstep your boundary."

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"You didn't. No need to apologize."

"I heard that you don't like people invading your personal space."

"Where did you hear that?"

"P'Khwan told me."

P'Khwan is slandering me! I never said I don't like people being close to
me. They're just scared of me and back off a meter, making me seem
disgusted with them. What did my nanny tell this little girl?

"It's not like that. Don't overthink it. I'll just change the shirt."

"Give it to me. I'll wash it for you. I'm good at washing clothes."

The small girl proudly shows off her skills, making me look at her fondly.

"Are you that good?"

"Yes, because I only have two sets of clothes, so I have to wash them every
other day. I know how to wash them to keep the fabric in good condition
and clean... Ms. Frung, what's wrong?"

"Get out."

I quickly turn away, feeling deeply moved. Underneath the face people say
is stern, no one knows I'm sensitive to things like this. Just seeing news
about injured dogs, dead cats, or grandmothers being robbed by their
grandchildren, I can't stand it. And now.... a cute little woman with only two
sets of clothes... it pains me so much.

"Huh?... Understood."

Yu walks out of the room sadly, but I call her back.

"How much is your salary?"

"Salary?... Oh, nine thousand five hundred baht."

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"Nine thousand five hundred!"

My voice almost shouts when I hear it. I clench my fists tightly, making Yu
look shocked.

"Are you okay..."

"Are you crazy? Nine thousand five hundred!?"

My words might sound harsh, but they come from shock, making the sweet-
faced girl look downcast as if scolded.

"Is it too much?"

"I'm angry now."

"I... I can lower it."

"Yu."

Because I'm serious, I forgot the name my mom gave her and called her by
the first name I heard, making her stand up straight.

"Y Yes?"

"Is twenty thousand enough?"

"What?"

My sudden negotiation of her salary makes Pixie look confused and ask
again,

"What do you mean?"

"Your salary... twenty thousand."

"I can't take that!"

The sweet-faced girl waves her hands in refusal.

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"I only have middle school degree. Getting a big raise on the first day isn't
good. Nine thousand five hundred is fine."

"Then... nineteen thousand five hundred."

"Ms. Frung..."

"Nineteen thousand."

"Ten thousand, no more. Ms. Frung, don't negotiate anymore."

"Eighteen thousand."

"I said..."

"Then seventeen thousand."

"Twelve thousand, final offer. Don't make it more."

"Last offer, seventeen thousand."

"Fifteen thousand. If you raise it more than this, I'll quit."

"Fifteen thousand five hundred."

"Ms. Frung... fifteen thousand two hundred, so it's not too awkward."

"Deal, fifteen thousand two hundred. From now on, Pixie, I'll pay your
salary myself."

I feel a bit more at ease, making Yu smile a little.

"You're back to calling me 'Pixie: What a relief."

"Why?"

"When you call me 'Yu,' it feels distant. I don't know how to act. But I don't
mean to be overly familiar... but it's better if we're not distant."

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Her radiant smile is so bright it hurts my eyes. It's like the light in my room
reflects off her teeth, making my vision blur. I turn away, unable to handle
the glow, and shrug.

"I didn't realize I was doing that, but I wasn't trying to be distant from you."

To show I'm not too stern, even though I turn away, I reach out to pat her
head and ruffle her hair lightly, feeling the soft, fine strands. She's small and
cute, and her hair is as soft as a doll's. God really did a good job on her.

"You're always kind to me. Sorry if I overstepped the boundary."

"I told you, you didn't..."

She walks up and gently hugs me with a bit of a shy demeanor. I'm caught
off guard and freeze up, not knowing what to do. My heart races, blood
pumping vigorously. The white haze covering my eyes starts to take over
my vision more and more.

Thud!

"Ms. Frung!"

And that was the last sound I heard before my consciousness slipped away.

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 👣02.Why Are You So Mean👣
The smell of ammonia fills the air around me, and a sweet-faced girl is
fanning me with a K-pop fan to help me breathe easier. I wake up and look
at Yu's face with a bit of confusion. The dizziness is still there, but I can't
meet her eyes because I'm not cool anymore. My cool self is gone, replaced
by a pathetic loser who fainted just because I didn't have breakfast-I only
had coffee-and it makes me look bad in the eyes of the small maid.

"You're awake. Thank God,"

Yu says, pressing the K-pop fan to her chest with relief.

"Suddenly, you just collapsed. I almost called an ambulance."

"It's nothing serious. I probably overworked and stressed myself out."

I try to sit up. Yu tries to help, but I wave her off because I want to show
that I'm strong now. The excuse about overworking sounds cooler than
saying I didn't eat breakfast, but I really am stressed, even if not that much.

"You shouldn't overwork yourself, Ms. Frung. What's the point of it if your
health isn't good? I made some hot congee for you. I noticed you only drink
coffee, so I thought your stomach might be empty."

"My stomach isn't empty. I was just stressed about work. Don't you
understand!?"

"..."

"..."

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Trying too hard to be cool, I accidentally snap at her. My body language
wants to emphasize that I fainted from overworking, not something
embarrassing like not eating. But geez... I accidentally raised my voice at
her.

"But thanks for the congee.... Even though I'm already full, you'll be sad if I
don't eat it."

"Okay"

"Such a short response. I said a lot,"

I say, patting the small maid's head, trying to make up for my loud voice but
not finding the right words.

"Your hair is nice. How do you take care of it?"

Why am I talking about hair? Why does my life have to be so complicated?

Can't I just say sorry for raising my voice?

"I just wash it and apply conditioner... Ms. Frung, would you like to eat the
congee now?"

The small girl still looks a bit scared and not as joyful as usual, which
makes me feel like I need to do something to make it up to her.

"I think I'll take a day off today."

"Okay."

"Come shopping with me. As you can see, I'm stressed with work. I think
my body can't take it anymore. If I get some rest and spend some money on
myself, I might feel better."

The sweet-faced girl doesn't respond, so I don't know if she's agreeing or

not. My desperation to get Yu to come with me makes me blurt out.

"I'll pay you by the hour."

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At this point, Yu looks at me for a moment, then grabs her bag to leave. I
grab her arm, shocked that the sweet, cheerful girl is leaving without a
word.

"Or do you want it by the minute?"

"I don't have time to go out with you. No matter how much you pay, I won't
go. If money could buy me, I wouldn't have written that I expected a nine-
thousand-five-hundred-baht salary when I first applied."

"You undervalued yourself. You have to like money. Who doesn't like
money?"

"For me, just enough to live is enough. Remember, money can't buy me."

"If it can't, why are you a maid?"

"Because."

She trails off, shakes her head, and smiles again.

"I'm not arguing with you anymore. It's my first day working with you, I
don't want to seem disrespectful"

"Are you mad?"

"Huh?"

"Just now, when I.. raised my voice a bit."

When I ask, the sweet-faced girl looks like she's saying 'yeah, but she
covers it with a smile, which I catch just in time.

"It's okay. I talked too much. You're not feeling well, so it's normal to be
frustrated. Please eat the congee; it's getting cold."

The more she acts like it's no big deal, the worse I feel. So, the only way to
make it up to her without feeling too awkward is to eat the congee and
pretend to enjoy it.

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"Hmm... It's really good. Did you make this yourself? It's as if Gordon
Ramsay made it."

I've never tasted that Gordon Ramsay's cooking, but I see people on Twitter
talking about his cooking show often, so I remember the name. Yu goes to
get a packet and shows it to me.

"Then, it means this company seasons it well because I took it from your
shelf."

"R... right"

Ugh. She said she made congee, but it's not her cooking. Who was I
complimenting?

"I've finished cleaning today. I'll head back now,"

The sweet-faced girl says cheerfully, waving goodbye.

"Please fill the bowl with water after eating so it doesn't leave stains. I'll
wash it tomorrow. And get some rest. Don't go to work today"

"So you're leaving?".

"Yes. See you tomorrow, Ms. Frung!"

The sweet-faced girl waves enthusiastically and leaves. Usually, that smile
makes me happy. But today, I feel bad for raising my voice, and she still
smiles like that. She must be hurt but doesn't show it. This won't do... I
think I need to make it up to her. Since she won't go to the mall, I'll have to
find another way.

If I say I'm taking a break, it means I'm really taking a break. It's rare for me
to take time off without a reason. I'm like a machine at work because I hate
staying home doing nothing. Using my brain for work helps prevent

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Alzheimer's. But today is an exception. I fainted, which means I'm sick. So
today, I need to relax to improve my health. The company won't thrive if the
CEO isn't healthy.

After Yu leaves the room for about two minutes, I realize I should use my
day off to check out her living conditions. The small girl takes the elevator
to the ground floor, so I run down the fire escape to catch up with the
elevator. Otherwise, I'd miss her.

Turned out I wasn't that sick because I ran and managed to catch up with
the elevator, something a normal person shouldn't be able to do. Today, I'm
playing detective, following her around to see where she's going. It's rare
for me to use public transportation. When she gets on the bus, I board from
the back door, playing the role of a stalker to see where she gets off.

After four stops, Yu rings the bell and walks into a slum full of houses and
running children. I pause, feeling emotional as I see the environment.

She lives here? In a house made of wood and rusty tin sheets?!

I keep a distance, just enough to see her back. Yu stops at a house and goes
in. The house is lower than the newly built road. I can imagine that if it
floods, the house will submerged. Now, I can only watch from afar, tears
welling up like watching a sad movie, analyzing what needs to be fixed in
the house

Tin roof...

Walls made of vinyl signs...

Rotting wood used as a fence that won't last long...

How can people in this country live in such shacks? I think, feeling like my
heart is breaking. Is she this poor? No wonder she only finished ninth grade.
She probably didn't have the money to continue her education and get a
good job.

This won't do. From now on, I'll plan her life. From now on, call me...

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Daddy-Long-Legs!

"Why are you suddenly taking a day off? Are you dying of cancer? Tell
Me!"

Today, I'm wearing casual clothes and visiting home after living alone for a
long time. Mom is shocked to see me lounging and watching TV while
waiting for her to come down after doing her facial treatment. The elderly
woman looks like she's seen a ghost. As I said, I never take time off. Mom
knows me well, so she's almost in shock.

"No, I just want to take a break. Do you have to be this shocked?"

"But you never take time off. Are you sick?"

Mom sits next to me, placing her hand on my forehead.

"You don't have a fever."

"That's why I said I'm not sick. I just stopped by. It's boring in my room

"Then why not go to work if it's that boring?"

"I need to get some rest sometimes."

"You? Need some rest? The world must be ending... What are you doing, by
the way?"

Mom peeks at my tablet screen and frowns.

"What type of roof is the strongest? Why are you looking at this?"

"Just studying."

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"We run a website company. Why are you interested in roofs? And you live
in a condo. When do you need a roof?"

"Since when did you start doubting me? I always have a reason for what I
do. By the way, Mom,"

I narrow my eyes at her, my gaze sharp enough to draw blood,

"Why are you so stingy?"

"What? Explain so I can prepare an answer. Why are you suddenly calling
me stingy?"

"Mom, are you really giving the new maid only nine thousand five hundred
baht a month? That's too little. That's the Stinginess with a capital 'S'."

"We've always hired a maid at this rate. The previous one also got the same
amount... She works two hours a day cleaning and then takes other jobs
somewhere else. Nine thousand five hundred is already expensive."

"It's not even minimum wage. She works two hours a day, which means she
only gets one hundred fifty baht per hour."

"Even 7-Eleven doesn't pay as much as we do for part-time workers."

"I don't care. From now on, I'll pay Pixie's salary myself."

"What's gotten into you?"

Mom looks at me suspiciously, making me shrink back a bit.

"What?"

"Why are you suddenly interested in the new maid? Is there something
going on?"

"Why does there have to be something? I just think it's unfair. Someone so
cute is getting only nine thousand five hundred baht a month... I can't
handle it Pixie could easily be an idol, but she has to be a maid. It's so sad."

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"She's twenty-eight. She can't be an idol anymore. Besides, she only
finished ninth grade."

"Right?"

Tears well up in my eyes thinking about her education.

"If she'd had a higher education, she could've gotten a better job and
wouldn't have had to be a maid. Just talking about it makes my voice
shake."

"Don't let anyone know you're this sensitive. Your subordinates won't
respect you anymore... Some people don't have the opportunities. If she
hadn't discontinued her studies after ninth grade, she wouldn't be a maid,
and you wouldn't have met her."

Oh... that's true. Thinking about it from this angle, it's not so bad. Meeting
Pixie has brought a lot of joy to me.

"But now that she's met me, I'll make her life better."

"She's just a maid. Don't get involved with her..."

I jump up before Mom finishes her sentence.

"I have a good idea. Thanks for the perspective."

"What did I say? Hey, tell me."

Within a day, I order my secretary to call a furniture maker to my condo and

buy a wardrobe, bed, and other things. Everything is done in a rush as if an
ambassador fro a distant land is coming to stay in my guest room. The
power of money is incredible. You can create anything you want. I look at
the princess-style bedroom, trying to imagine how the sweet-faced girl will

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feel about what I've prepared for her. She's met her real-life Daddy-Long-
Legs. And, not to brag, my arms are long, too.

I couldn't wait for the day to end, and I could barely sleep. When the alarm
goes off at seven, I shower, dress up, and sit coolly waiting, but no coffee
this time because I don't want to faint and lose my cool. Yu arrives right on
time, smiling brightly.

"Good morning, Ms. Frung!"

Her enthusiastic voice makes me smile a little and nod at her.

"Still cheerful as always."

"If we stay cheerful, we can spread happiness to others, too. I'll start
cleaning now."

She heads straight to my bedroom as she has for the past two days. But
today, I quickly call her back.

"Pixie, clean that room first. It's really dusty."

"Huh?"

"The guest bedroom."

"But I clean it every day. How can it be dusty?"

"I don't know. I can't talk to dust."

I answer nonchalantly. Yu laughs a little at my joke and switches from the

master bedroom to the guest room. I sneakily follow her to see her reaction.

"Wow, did you redecorate the room?"

"Yep."

"Are you getting a dog, Ms. Frung?"

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What?

I roll my eyes and pretend to laugh.

"That's a good one. A room this cute can't be for a dog."

"But people can't sleep here, right? It's all pink. Hmm... but why is there a
desk if it's a dog's room?"

"That's because it's not a dog's room."

I straighten up a bit, feeling annoyed. Why isn't her reaction what I

expected?

"This is your room."

"Huh?"

The small girl turns to look at me like she's seen a ghost.

"You heard it right. This is your bedroom. I made it because I felt sorry for
you having to travel here every day. From now on, you can live here."

I pretend to look at my nails like a cool lady, waiting for her to thank me.
But there's no response, so I glance at her.

"Why are you suddenly silent?"

"Did you really make this room for me? I thought you were joking."

"How is it? Touched, right? You don't have to bring anything. If you need
anything else, we'll buy it together."

I act like a generous benefactor, but her eyes become teary, and she looks at
me with hurt.

"Why are you so mean?"

"Huh?"

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"For the past few days, I tried not to overthink. You yelled at me, tried to
buy me with money to get what you wanted, and now you want to make me
live in a dog's room."

"..."

"I can't take this! You meanie!"

The sweet faced girl throws down her cleaning supplies and looks like she's
about to run away. But I grab her arm in shock. She isn't crying a river, but I
feel so guilty for making her feel this way.

"Yu.. I didn't think you were a dog. I just..."

"Just what?"

"Just want to apologize!"

I say, closing my eyes. I've never thought I'd have to apologize to anyone
because all my decisions have always been right. But with her, who's only
been working for three days and smiles so brightly, just hearing her say that
makes me lose my composure and say that.

"Yesterday, I felt bad for yelling at you, so I wanted to surprise you because
I thought it'd make you smile. I never thought you were a dog."

"Then what do you think I am?"

"A friend."

"...."

"With a beautiful smile."

After saying that, I shift my gaze to the floor and scratch my cheek. The
person in front of me is silent before speaking in a normal tone again.

"Then just say that."

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"Huh?"

"If you had apologized from the start, it would've been over. No need to
spend money decorating a room. Is your life always this complicated?"

The small girl leans in to look at me, and I meet her eyes. Seeing her bright,
smiley eyes makes me purse my lips tightly, feeling like I can't take it
anymore.

"Can you stop smiling like that?"

"But you said you liked my smile, didn't youuuu? Don't you like it
anymore."

I grab her small face and bite her cheek, making the sweet-faced girl jump
back in shock, touching the spot as if it hurt. Realizing what I've done, I
stand there, mouth open, not knowing what to do.

"Pixi..."

"You biggest meanie!"

Yu runs out of the room, slamming the door so hard it shakes the whole
floor. I remain standing, unable to move, thinking about what I've done
before slowly sliding down to the floor, exhausted.

What kind of person bites someone else's face?

Well... me.

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Right now, everyone in the meeting room is dead silent, waiting to see how
I'll react after presenting the outcome of the second quarter and the website
engagement numbers, which are lower than last week. Not to mention, the
stickers designed for comments look too lame and unappealing. I tap one
finger on the table and use another to massage my temple before saying
briefly,

"Is this the best you can do?"

I push the distorted cartoon sketches toward the graphics department.

"Is this supposed to be good? Would you want to use these for comments?
'Great!'? I can just type that, can't I? There's no need to waste time clicking
on these ugly cartoons to comment and slow down the website
performance."

Why is everything today not going as planned? I sweep my gaze over

everyone in the meeting and close the folder in front of me, feeling
exhausted.

"Meeting adjourned."

"...."

"Are you all not leaving? Or do you want to continue the meeting?"

With that, everyone grabs their documents and scurries out. The secretary,
who's responsible for taking notes, is the only one I call back with a sharp
gaze.

"Ms. Orn, why does the room you decorated look like that?"

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"Huh? Well... you said she wanted it that way."

"Are you sure I said that? How exactly did I brief you?"

"You didn't exactly brief me. You said you wanted the guest room to have a
cheerful personality, to feel luxurious, like a princess's room."

"But someone told me it looks like a dog's bedroom."

"What kind of dog sleeps in that room?"

"Are you arguing with me?"

I ask in a calm voice, but the secretary quickly retracts her neck after trying
to explain.

"You're not arguing with me, right?"

"N...No, I was just trying to explain that I followed the brief."

"Sometimes a princess's room doesn't need to be pink, and the bed sheets
don't need to be frilly. I'm giving you another chance. Listen to the brief
carefully."

"...."

"Make my guest room look luxurious, simple, and like a human's bedroom.
Remove anything pink."

Because it seems Pixie doesn't like that color.

"Just make the room white. Got it?"

"Understood. About the budget..."

"That's not the problem. Have I ever had a problem with money?"

"Got it."

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"Wait."

I wave my hand to call the secretary back before she leaves, feeling a bit
embarrassed as I ask:

"Ms. Orn, how would you feel if I suddenly bit your cheek?"

"Huh?"

Just asking makes her so shocked. How would the person being bitten feel?

"No need to answer. I understand. Just wanted to have a small talk so you
wouldn't be too tense."

"O...Okay."

Even though I tried to be friendly, it seemed to have scared my subordinate

even more. It looks like trying to be nice and social is very difficult for me.
I can't help it; my face looks like this. When I smile, people think I'm being
sarcastic. When I keep a straight face, they think I'm looking for trouble.
Not everyone is as lucky as Yu, who looks cute just by standing still.

I wonder if her cheek has a bite mark... She must feel terrible by now.

Ever since the new maid came into my life, I feel like my days are no
longer the same. Normally, my head is filled only with work. Personal
matters are completely left out, or to be precise, I have no personal matters
at all. I never go out drinking after work with anyone. I went on dates only
because my parents arranged them to maintain connections. My life is
boring.

Besides waking up, working, coming home in the evening, eating, and
sleeping, I can't think of anything exciting I do each day. Then, Yu appeared
with that bright smile and a salary of nine thousand five hundred baht,
which is barely enough to survive.

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Why does she have such an influence on my thoughts? It makes no sense. It
prevents me from focusing on my work. And now, I've been worried about
how angry she might be all day. What if she quits...

This won't do... I have to do something.

Today, I return to my room very early and inspect what is too tidy. I then
devise a plan to make it as messy and dirty as possible. But the cleanliness
I've maintained so well means there is very little trash in the room, and it
frustrates me. In the end, I have to go down to the condo's communal trash
and bring some up to my room. Then, holding my breath, I dump the trash
all over the room until the smell permeates. The Italian rug I bought is
stained with trash water, almost bringing me to tears. Why do I have to go
to such lengths?

Pixie, you make me stain my own rug!

And when I see the room in such disarray, I dial the maid I've been thinking
about all day, using my authoritative boss voice.

"Pixie, come to my room this evening... It's too messy. I can't sleep. You can
charge overtime, but you have to come."

I don't even give her a chance to speak and sit coolly at the counter in
stylish workout clothes, sipping expensive mineral water I rarely drink. I'm
trying to show her that I'm a health-conscious and fit person, completely
different from yesterday.

Why am I doing this? I don't actually know either.

About thirty minutes later, the petite figure arrives at the condo in a brown
T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. Her hair is a bit messy, making me look at her
fondly.

"What happened, Ms. Frung? Why is the room like this?"

"I don't know. I came home, and it was like this. I was planning to do yoga
in front of the TV, but there's no space to stretch."

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I respond nonchalantly, and from what I observe, Yu doesn't seem as angry
as she was this morning... or maybe I'm overthinking. This morning, she
was still calling me a meanie.

"How can you not know why the room is like this? Someone must've done
this. Was it a thief? Should we report it?"

"A thief? What should I do? I'm so scared."

I pretend to place a hand on my chest in fear, but my demeanor makes Yu

shrink back a bit, looking like she's seen a ghost.

"You don't seem scared at all. Seriously, why is the room like this?"

"I don't know."

"...."

"Did you come from home dressed like this? It looks natural."

"Really? I look cute, right?"

The sweet-faced girl proudly shows off her clothes and leans in.

"I even took a shower. Smell good, right? Smell it."

"Hmm?"

"I smell really good."

"Uh-huh."

"And I washed my hair, too."

"Very clean."

"I even apply baby powder on my face. Smells so0000000000 good."

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Why is she presenting herself so strangely? Did she forget what happened
this morning?

"I saw that. You must've been ready for bed... But let me see."

I examine her cheek closely, looking for any bite marks.

"Your face... is it okay?"

"It's fine. This morning, there was a little bite mar-"

At this point, we both fall silent. Suddenly, I feel my face heating up, and
Yu seems to realize it, too. She clears her throat and looks around
awkwardly.

"Then, I'll clean the room now."

Yu rolls up her sleeves as if to show she's ready for the task even though
she's already wearing short sleeves. I stand with my arms crossed, watching
her rituals. She starts by picking up large items and trash, putting them in a
bag, and placing it in the corner. Then she grabs a broom to sweep,
followed by a vacuum cleaner for the corners and crevices. I made such a
mess that she had to be thorough.

She's quite good at this.

It seems like a lot of work for her, but when I check the clock, it's already
past eight in the evening. While she's working, I follow her around with
curiosity and try to make friendly conversation.

"Have you been this cute since you were born?"

"What?"

"How old were you when you started working?"

I rephrase, and she seems to catch on.

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"I've been working since I can remember. My dad taught me to work for
money."

"He taught you well... And now, besides housework, do you have any other
jobs?"

"None at all."

"So, after cleaning here, you just go home?"

"Yes."

"How many people live at home?"

"Right now, I'm staying with a friend. I pay my friend two thousand baht a
month for rent. After deducting that from my salary here, I have just enough
for some shopping."

"Is that what you call home?"

I think back to the rusty roofed wooden house and can't imagine how she
can sleep peacefully when it rains, with the sound of raindrops hitting the
roof. The house isn't suitable for a delicate young woman. I can't stand it.

"You talk like you've seen my house."

"I guess you must be very poor."

"No one's house is as beautiful as yours."

"That's true."

When I say that, Yu throws a playful glare at me. Seeing that she's about to
finish her work, I can't stand it. I slowly walk over to the trash bag and kick
it over.

"Whoopsie, it's all messy again! It fell on its own. I didn't do it,"

I say, placing a hand on my chest and looking around.

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"How can such an expensive condo like this be haunted?"

"Don't blame it on something else. I saw you kicked it over."

"That's a lie. Why would I do that?"

"I don't know why, but you definitely did. I'm tired, you know?"

The sweet-faced girl complains, but not harshly, making me smile fondly.

"Come on, just a little more. I'll give you something extra to buy snacks."

"I already told you money can't buy me."

"I'll add another thousand."

"Why don't you kick another bag over then?"

I actually kick the black bag over as dared, making her gape in shock.

"I was being sarcastic."

"Oh, really? I couldn't tell. Anyway... do it over."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

I sit back, wiggling my toes, watching the sweet-faced girl clean up again
with amusement. The clock ticks on, and now the short hand points to nine.
Yu wipes her sweat after vacuuming and prepares to mop the floor as the
final ritual. This time, she's very careful not to let me mess with the trash
bags, tying them securely so nothing spills out even if kicked.

Hmph.

"Make sure to clean thoroughly. I don't like sticky floors," I instruct.

"Roger."

"Behind the TV, too,"

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I point around, making the small girl clean everywhere, even though there's
no visible dust.

"By the way... the curtain rails probably have a lot of dust too."

"For that, I think we need scaffolding or a ladder to clean it properly," she

says.

"Is that so... then do it," I command.

"But there's no ladder here, or do you have one?" she asks.

"No, I don't."

"Then we have to buy one, right? Let's do it tomorrow. I'll clean it after you
buy the ladder," she suggests.

"That's not possible. If I feel there's dust, I can't stay here,"

I say, crossing my arms stubbornly.

"If you can't do it, you have to stay here tonight, and tomorrow, we'll buy a
ladder together."

"Do we have to do that?"

"I'm like this. If the work isn't finished, you can't leave. Leaving things
unfinished makes me feel imperfect,"

I say, striking a cool pose and raising an eyebrow.

"So, Pixie, you stay here tonight, and tomorrow, we'll buy a ladder."

"Ms. Frung."

"What?"

"You're just looking for an excuse to talk to me and keep me here longer,
right?"

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She asks directly, making me jump. But I don't show my surprise; I just
stand still and slowly turn to look at her challengingly.

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't want to assume, but the amount of trash in the room seems too
deliberate. You were probably shocked when I ran out this morning and
didn't know how to apologize, so you came up with this plan. Am I right?"

Who is this girl? Is she a telepath?

"No, I just..."

"You don't drink canned beer nor smoke. How can these kinds of trash be in
your room?"

Because the trash I dumped in my room included those items, I can't think
of an excuse quickly enough.

"They're my friend's."

"You're terrible at lying. Just so you know,"

Yu says, putting down all the cleaning supplies and walking up to face me
directly.

"Is saying 'sorry' really that hard for you?"

"..."

"Have you never made a mistake in your life? That's why you don't know
how to apologize."

The small girl reaches out and pulls my cheek, stretching it like a rubber
band.

"Why are you so cute? Have you been this cute since you were born?"

She used my own words against me, meaning she heard my first question.

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We lock eyes for a long time. I let her pull my cheek without even saying,
'Ouch,' even though it hurts.

"It hurts," I finally say.

"You didn't even cry out.

"If I cried out, it wouldn't look cool."

"You'll still be cool but also much prettier."

"What does that mean?"

I frown, not understanding her comment. But she just shakes her head and
smiles broadly.

"Just wanted to compliment you."

"How long are you going to pull my cheek?"

"Just a bit more. Consider it payback for biting my cheek this morning."

"I didn't mean to bite your cheek,"

I explain, still crossing my arms and licking my dry lips.

"I just meant to nibble on that cheek, but my front teeth went for it first, so
it felt like a bite..."

"Even your explanation is cute."

She sighs, finally letting go.

"It's late. I should go home. You tease me so much that I have to go home
late. Now I have to shower. What a paaaaaaaain."

Yu stretches lazily, bending her body slightly, then puts away the cleaning
supplies. I follow her like a duckling following its mother, trying my best to

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keep her from leaving by standing in front of the storage closet to trap her
there.

"Why are you blocking the way?"

"I've decided. You don't have to go home tonight. No, from now on and
forever, you don't have to go anywhere," I declare.

"What? What do you mean?" she asks.

For the first time, I'm going to be straightforward. I have to make it clear,
concise, and understandable in one sentence without needing further
explanation. And what I'm about to say is...

"Be mine!"

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 👣 04.Reason 👣
"What did you say?"

It's not just Yu who looks stunned. Even I am shocked at myself for blurting
out those words. 'Be mine' makes me feel like a bandit dragging a
mountain girl and forcing her to be his sex slave. But that wasn't my
intention at all. Why did I say that?

"I don't know, I don't know anymore!"

"What are you doing?"

I push Yu into the storage closet and close the door, pressing my body
against it to keep the maid from coming out. There is a banging sound from
inside, a sign of her panic at being locked in. But it's nothing compared to
my own shock at myself right now.

Not only did I say something that sounded like I was abducting a mountain
girl, but I also locked her in a closet like someone who didn't know what to
do. I must be going crazy.

"Ms. Frung, let me out. It's hot in here, and I can't breathe."

"Then tell me quickly that you'll be mine."

"And why should I be yours?"

"Well... if you're mine, you won't have to go back to your friend's house.
You can just stay here, wake up in the morning, and clean. No need to go
back and forth. No need to pay rent either."

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"But that's not enough reason for me to stay. You've only known me for two
days and are already dragging me to stay with you. Why?"

"I like you."

"...."

"I mean, I adore you."

Why does my 'like' have such a strange meaning?

"To be honest, I feel a connection with you. I don't know why. You seem
endearing, so I thought of taking care of you."

"Taking care of me?"

There is no more banging on the door. Her voice softens noticeably, making
me stand up straight, no longer pressing against the door but still not letting
the sweet-faced girl out.

"If you get more care, you'll be a quality citizen. Staying with me, you'll
have a good room with ventilation, good food, and a good environment,
making you work efficiently."

"Is that all the reason behind the word 'like?"

"I get to have you as a friend, too... I won't be lonely."

"...."

"...."

There is no response, making me step away from the door and open it to let
Yu get some air. The smaller girl pouts a bit, seemingly deep in thought. I
quickly offer another proposal.

"I'll make a new bedroom for you. No pink, no dog's room."

"I don't have a problem with the bedroom."

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"But you said it's like a dog's room."

"I don't mean it. Why are you so serious?"

"So? Will you move in with me?"

I stand up straight and ask her eagerly. She rolls her eyes and thinks until I
flare my nostrils.

"Don't play hard to get."

"Is this how you ask someone to move in with you? No patience at all. I'm
thinking of reasons to move in with you."

"Can't you just like me?"

"W...what?"

"The reason to move in with me, I mean."

I say it without thinking, just like I told her that I feel a connection and like
her. If you don't like someone, why ask them to move in? It has to be a good
thing.

"You say it so casually... So, if I don't give a satisfactory answer, you won't
move and will lock me in the closet again, right?"

"Yes."

"So selfish... What can I say now!"

The sweet-faced girl squeezes out of the gap and takes a deep breath.

"Alright, I'll move in because I like you too."

BA-DUM...

BA-DUM...

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I feel so embarrassed that I pretend to kick the dust in the room, even
though there is hardly any dust left. The sweet-faced girl smiles a bit and
leans toward me knowingly.

"Feeling awkward after hearing it yourself, right? That's how I felt when
you said it. But it touched my heart so much that I feel like moving in."

When Yu leans in like that, I swallow hard. My hands start to fidget, and I
reach out to hold her face like I did yesterday. But this time, the small maid
waves her hand to stop me.

"No."

"S...Sorry."

"Please wait here."

"Huh?"

The small girl says only that and rushes into the bathroom for a moment.
Then she comes out with a freshly washed face, noticeable from her slightly
wet hair.

"Okay, I'm ready."

The small maid leans toward me as if luring me. I don't do as she says; I
just stand and watch until she pouts.

"Not doing it? I already washed my face."

"Doing... what?"

"Well... whatever you were going to do, do it."

She doesn't specify and leans in with her eyes closed. I reach out to do the
same thing as I did in the morning but pull back and clear my throat.

"I don't understand."

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"I thought you were going to bite my face... like this morning."

This time, she says it clearly, so I can't avoid it.

"I went outside today, and my face was exposed to the sun and pollution. I'd
taste salty. If you like to bite that much, I'll let you."

"You're weird. Who lets someone else do that?"

"Well, because I like you."

Gulp...

"You bite my face because you like me, too, right? Even if it's a bit strange,
it's okay. Anything that starts from liking is good... right?"

"Ahh!"

I run into my bedroom and lock myself in, slapping the door repeatedly. Yu,
seeing me suddenly scream, rushes after me and knocks on the door.

"Ms. Frung, what's wrong? What happened?!"

She's too cute. Right now, I want to bite her head, ears, nose, and mouth and
tear them apart so no one else can look at her. What is this? Who is this
cute, puppy-like girl? I want to put a leash on her and take her for a walk.

I open the door to face the person about to knock and answer firmly.

"From now on, Pixie, you're mine. I mean..." I clarify,

"Under my care."

"So, what was that scream about?"

"A cockroach."

" ...."

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"La cucaracha, la cucaracha

La la la la la la la

La cucaracha, la cucaracha

La la la la la la la"

I sing the song I once heard, then quickly change the subject.

"Sleep here tonight. Tomorrow, we'll go shopping."

"You changed the subject... Oops."

I ruffle the hair of the person in front of me until it's all messy. The fine hair
feels like silk, making me grab it slightly before switching to her ear and
rubbing it.

"No!"

She jumps away and holds her ears tightly. Her initially cheerful face turns
red, making me laugh.

"Sensitive spot? How cute."

"You always make my heart race. You meanie. You said you like me, and
now you tried to grab my ear."

"What's wrong with that."

This time, the maid, who doesn't like to lose, reaches out to grab my ear and
play with it, raising her eyebrows. I'm startled, frozen, but I don't brush her
hand away; I just stare at her.

"Why aren't you ticklish?"

"...."

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"You're no fun. Hmph, I'm going to bed. I'll find out where your sensitive
spots are and touch them all day and night."

The small girl grumbles and goes back to the guest room. As for me, after
making sure she's gone, I slowly sit on the floor, feeling a flutter in my
stomach like someone with no strength.

Too cute. My heart is exploding... Why is she so cuuuuuuute?

So now I have Pixie with me. The proof that it's real is that this morning,
someone forced me to eat breakfast. She made a simple meal: instant
congee.

"You have to eat breakfast. You might faint again. There is not much in the
fridge to cook with. I think we should go grocery shopping today."

"Sure, let's go in the evening. I have to go to work first, but I'll be quick."

"Okay, I'll wait."

She'll wait for me...

Such a valuable and meaningful words. I spin my chair, thinking about what
to do with her this evening. It feels refreshing like I have other activities
besides going home to shower and sleep.

"Hehe."

I laugh and tap the table with my pen, only to realize that everyone in the
meeting is looking at me.

"You done presenting?"

"Yes."

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Today, the IT department discussed adding servers because the website
loads too slowly. People are staying home with nothing to do, so they're all
on the internet. But... I don't remember the details.

"Your presentation is all over the place... start over from the beginning."

"Y...Yes."

"Cute. Doing again without any complaint."

I praise cheerfully, making everyone look like they've seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Then go on. I'm getting annoyed... Don't like being praised, huh?"

And everyone buries their heads in their documents while the IT department
person starts the presentation again. This time, I stop daydreaming.

Even though I come across as strict to my subordinates, I do have a kind

side. I allow employees to bring their pets to the office to relieve stress.
Honestly, I love dogs and cats a lot, but since I live in a condo, I can't have
any pets. So, this rule is kind of my way of getting employees to bring their
pets so I can play with them, but no one has ever dared to bring one.

However, today... the IT guy who did the presentation in the meeting
brought a tricolor Pomeranian to the office. He instantly became popular
among the ladies because everyone gathered around to play with the dog.

Even I wanted to join in, but I was afraid of them being scared of me, so I
just watched from a distance.

"Ms. Orn, how's the task I asked you to do coming along?"

The task is to redecorate Yu's bedroom. My secretary reports everything

professionally, as usual, indicating it's all done.

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"It'll be redecorated today."

"Do you think it'll be finished today?"

"I told them to speed things up. It should be done today, but it might take a
bit longer because they have to remove all the wallpaper and move in new
furniture. The old furniture can be refunded, so it won't be expensive."

"Great job. Ten points for you."

I smile at my secretary cheerfully, which makes her look like she's seen a
ghost, just like the IT guy during the meeting.

"Why do you all make that face?"

"Did something happen? You don't seem like yourself."

"How so?"

"You're smiling."

"And what's wrong with that?"

"It's..."

"Spit it out."

"It's scary."

I immediately stop smiling and put on a neutral face. My secretary must've

sensed my mood and quickly excused herself. Why? Smiling is supposed to
be a sign of friendliness. Why does it make my subordinates even more
scared of me?

My eyes are still on that Pomeranian when an idea strikes me...

If I have something cute around, people will come to me, right? I have
something cute! With that thought, I quickly call my maid.

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[Yes, Ms. Frung?]

"Pixie, come to my office."

[Huh? Is something wrong, Ms. Frung? Why do I need to come to your

office?]

"You're mine. Can't I ask you to do a little favor for me?"

[You really said that, huh?]

Her voice on the other end is so cute that I can't help but smile, but I
quickly swallow it down, afraid someone might see and get scared again.

[I don't know where it is, though.]

"I'll send you the location... Wait, why don't we have each other's LINE
contacts?"

[Because we haven't added each other yet.]

"But we have each other's numbers. Doesn't it do it automatically?"

[I set it so my account can't be added through phone numbers.]

"Why?"

[It's such a pain. Well, please send me your ID, and I'll add you, and you
can send me the location.]

I do as she suggests, and soon, we become friends on LINE. After sending

the location, I sit in my office, tapping my foot, watching the Pomeranian
outside, and muttering, "Hmph, hmph, hmph."

About twenty minutes later, Yu arrives at the office. The receptionist calls to
report that someone is here to see me. I personally go out to greet her,
looking at her sweet face, now flushed from the heat, and her outfit, the
same as yesterday's, with a fond smile.

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"Why are you so poor?"

"What kind of a greeting is that? I rushed here, you know?"

"But you're still cute."

"What? You really said that right after calling me poor?"

"Definitely cuter than that dog. Come on."

I lead the small girl into the office. She walks shyly, smiling at everyone
who stares at her. The atmosphere begins to change as everyone looks at her
curiously, wondering who she is. I stop at the IT guy's Pomeranian and raise
an eyebrow.

"You'll lose for sure."

"M...Ma'am?"

"Everyone will gather around me. Heh heh."

My personal gloating makes me smile, and as usual, everyone falls silent.

Yu, upon seeing the tricolor Pomeranian, immediately rushes to play with it.
And now we're witnessing a hard-to-come-by interaction of the most
adorable creatures known to man: Pixie and a Pomeranian.

"Ms. Frung, people can bring their dogs here?"

"Yes."

"How nice."

Yu's smile makes the male employees look at her dreamily. I raise an
eyebrow and reply to Yu, thinking of something.

"From now on, you should come to my office."

"There will be dogs to play with like this every day? That's great."

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"If you want it to be, there will be."

I'm not sure if my maid heard what I said because she's so focused on the
tricolor dog. I stare at the IT guy and whisper to him, feeling victorious.

"My Yu is cuter than your dog. You lose."

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 👣 05.Mine 👣
There are many things in this world that I don't quite understand. For
example, why does everyone crowd around the IT guy who brings his
Pomeranian to the office, even though they've never talked to him before?
Or why do they greet Yu, who is playing with the Pomeranian, in a friendly
manner, yet no one comes to chat with me? Why is that? They can greet the
dog owner but can't talk to me, the boss?

"Ms. Frung... Ms. Frung."

As I walk through the supermarket, I turn to the sweet voice calling me

from beside me and frown.

"Why are you shouting?"

"I've called you several times already. Is there anything special you want to
eat? I'll make it for breakfast."

"Anything is fine. I'll eat whatever you make, or not at all," I reply honestly.

"I don't usually eat breakfast."

"But you ate the breakfast I made this morning."

"I ate it just to make you happy."

"You're so kind. Then, from now on, eat breakfast every morning for me,
okay?"

When she smiles widely like that, I can only shrug as if to say, 'That's the
least I can do,' thinking that I'll get Pixie's smile every morning.

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"Fine."

"Okay, so that's it for the groceries. The ladder is left with a staff in front of
the elevator, and the duster is bought. That should be all."

"Not yet. Pixie, you still don't have any clothes, not to mention other
essential items... Leave the cart with the ladder and go up to choose clothes
and necessary items."

"No need. I can wear the same clothes."

"No, you're mine now. I have to take care of you properly like..."

I pause to think while the sweet-faced girl waits to hear what I'll say.

"Like my kid."

"Your kid?"

"Yes, and after buying clothes, we'll buy stationery and textbooks. That's the
plan."

"Why?"

"Because you're uneducated. I want you to be smart and good-looking. I've

thought it all out," I say, like a guardian with a small child, thinking about
what I want her to do every day. Hearing this, she looks like she just saw a
ghost before walking over with arms and legs spread out to block me.

"Hold on. What exactly have you thought out, Ms. Frung? Because from
what I can guess, it seems far from a maid's job."

"Well, I feel sorry for you. How can someone only finish middle school...
It's sad,"

I place my hand on my chest to swallow a lump and hide my sensitivity.

"People need education. I plan to have you take special classes and then
take equivalency exams to get a high school diploma. After that, I'll send

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you to university so you can apply for a full-time job and earn a salary like
others."

"No need. I don't want..."

"No, education is important."

"But..."

"No buts... You're giving me a headache now. Let's buy underwear first,
then a week's worth of clothes, towels, and...eh, what else..."

I start counting on my fingers, listing what else is necessary. Yu doesn't

argue anymore; she just follows me closely with a pout, making me frown.

"What's wrong? Why the pout?"

"You don't listen to me at all. You decide everything on your own."

"Because what I decide is a good thing."

"Suppose I do what you said; by the time I graduate, I'll be over thirty. Who
would hire someone that old?"

"That's true,"

I scratch my chin thoughtfully.

"Never mind, you can work with me... You can work at my company. You
don't have to be just an employee. We'll see each other at home and work.
It'll be great."

"That's boring."

"What?"

"Nothing."

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Yu walks away and runs to the underwear section, leaving me to ponder her
words.

"Boring about what?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"When you said it's boring... it followed the sentence about seeing me at
home and work... Is seeing me that boring?"

"I didn't mean it that way... but are we really going to see each other both at
home and work? Besides, I probably won't stay with you that long.
Shouldn't I be doing the housework and playing with you instead of
spending my time studying? Wouldn't that be better?"

"If you don't stay with me, where will you go?"

"There are many places to go. I might get married and have kids."

"Why? You're still so young?"

"I'm twenty-eight. I'm not a kid anymore. Besides, You'll have to start a
family, too. We won't be together that long. I'm just speaking realistically."

I fall silent, staring at the small girl with displeasure when talking about
this, then speak in a serious, angry tone.

"Not cute at all."

"Aw, Ms. Frung... I shouldn't have started an argument, should I?"

"No."

"Alright, forget what I said. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. If you
want me to study, I'll study. I don't want to argue with you."

The sweet-faced girl, who's always compromising, hooks her arm around
mine. Even though we live together as boss and maid, we don't have much

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close physical contact, except when I bite her cheek out of affection. My
irritation eases a bit.

"You're tactful."

"Seeing that arguing gets us nowhere, making you happy is better. Come
on, buy whatever you want for me. Buy it all. Haha!"

"Alright, because I'm rich... very rich. So rich I can burn money for fun. I
want to spend money. I want to go bankrupt. I want to feel poor like you."

"You know, you're both adorable and annoying at the same time."

Having a good secretary makes all the irritations disappear with just an
order. When Yu's bedroom is redecorated, the pink room in the morning
becomes a clean white room by evening. She looks astonished, like a dog
seeing the sea for the first time.

"The room wasn't like this in this morning."

"You said it looked like a dog's room, so I asked them to make it look more
like a human's."

"There's a piano, too."

"Really?"

I look at the white electric piano in surprise. Is this one of the pieces of
furniture the secretary ordered? Even though it's unnecessary, it doesn't
clutter the room. It's beautiful.

"You didn't have to go to such trouble. How can I repay you? Now I feel
like I'm your sugar baby."

"What?"

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"Just saying. You're like a rich man in a novel who spoils a girl with money
to impress her."

I straighten up a bit and raise an eyebrow.

"Then, are you impressed?"

"I am. Who would go to such lengths for a maid?"

"Because you're mine. Haha!"

Honestly, I think I'm overdoing it. Why do I have to pamper a maid I just
met? I feel sorry for her low education, having only two sets of clothes, and
even caring about her room -all because of her smile.

It's the most irrational thing...

"Ms. Frung!"

"Hm?"

Suddenly, the maid jumps and hugs me, rubbing her head against my chest.
Caught off guard, I step back a bit, trying to stand firm and clear my throat
to sound cool.

"What is this?"

"It's a way to say thank you. I didn't know how to show you my gratitude
that would match your effort, so I hugged you. I hope you won't think of it
as disrespectful."

"I didn't, but give me a heads-up next time."

"How? 'Ms. Frung, I'm going to hug you now...' Like this?"

The small girl demonstrates again and lunges at me. Hearing the signal, I
open my arms and pull her into a hug, laughing.

"Yes, like this."

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"...."

"...."

Then our laughter turns into silence. The excitement becomes something
strange and awkward. Yu pulls away while I step back, crossing my arms
and raising an eyebrow.

"So you won't fall. Understand?"

"Understood."

The sweet-faced girl spins around, thinking about what to do next. I help
change the subject by rubbing my stomach.

"I'm hungry."

"Then I'll cook something for you, but it might take a while."

"Then let's order something. The groceries are for breakfast, right?"

"That's true."

"Then I'll order a famous kuaitiao khua kai. You just need to wash the
dishes so you won't be tired. Save your energy for cooking tomorrow."

I say, planning step by step, and press the app to order food. Then I sit and
watch things while waiting for the delivery. While waiting, I secretly watch
the small girl who doesn't like to stay still doing this and that. Whether
organizing things or reading a book, everything she does is in my sight, and
it feels pleasant.

"Ms. Frung, do you have any friends?"

"Hm?"

Even though she's still reading, she asks as if she knows she's being
watched.

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"Of course."

"Who?"

"You."

When I answer like that, the sweet-faced maid looks up at me and shakes
her head.

"No, I mean friends you talk to about everything. Friends from school
you've known for a long time."

"If you mean that kind of friend, not really. Back in school, I was quiet.
People said I was arrogant."

"So, how did you manage group work?"

"I mostly did everything myself. And when it was time to do a presentation,
I'd just hand it over to a friend."

I shrug casually. I did it myself because everyone else's work was pretty
sloppy. Or, to put it more accurately, I trusted my own research more. When
it came to formatting the paper, I did it myself. If I let someone else do it,
I'd end up redoing it all anyway. So, it was no different from doing it alone.

"That's so sad."

"Why? I'm rich."

"Those aren't the same thing. When you have a problem,bwho do you turn
to for advice?"

"I can solve any problem without having to consult anyone."

"And what about when you're sad?"

"I keep it to myself. I don't tell anyone."

"...."

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"Because humans find joy in seeing others sad. And I don't want to be
anyone's joy. So, I comfort myself. The next day will be better."

"Even though you're such a nice person, why do you have such a negative
mindset?"

Yu looks at me and sighs. The book she was reading earlier is now closed
and set aside as she stares at me thoughtfully. Seeing her look at me like
that, I raise an eyebrow.

"But now you're my friend. If I get sad... I'll try consulting you first. Oh...
looks like the food's here."

I answer the phone when the food delivery guy calls from downstairs.

"I'll be right down. How much is it?"

"I'll go get it," says Yu.

I nod and then speak to the person on the phone about the person who will
be coming down to get the food.

"Please wait in the lobby. A woman in a cheap white T-shirt and jeans will
come to get it."

After hanging up, Yu wrinkles her nose in displeasure.

"My jeans aren't cheap. It has a brand, you know?"

"But aren't you poor?"

"Because I'm poor, I have to buy good stuff. It lasts longer."

"Fair point. But the shirt is cheap, right?"

"Hmph, you're not nice."

"You didn't say that a few minutes ago."

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I hand the money to the small girl, not missing the chance to tug her hair a
bit. She turns around with a frown. It's probably the first time I've seen her
really annoyed, but she quickly returns to her normal expression as if
nothing happened.

"Were you mad just now? Who were you frowning at?"

"No."

"I saw it!"

I tease, tugging her hair again. This time, she turns back, baring her teeth,
making me laugh.

"Even when you're mad, you're cute."

"Ms. Frung, you annoying bitch."

"What did you say?!"

She quickly runs out of the room before I can tease her more. It's the first
time someone has insulted me to my face and made me laugh. No, no one
has ever dared to insult me before. This girl is something else. I'll have to
teach her a lesson, but I'll think about what to do first.

While waiting for Pixie to return to the room, I hide behind the door,
planning to jump out and scare her when she comes back. But as I listen for
the elevator chime, a message notification interrupts.

Off White: Sorry, I'm the food delivery guy from earlier.

I frown, puzzled by the message. Usually, if there's abproblem, these people

would call. What's going on? Did I not pay enough?

Frung: Yes, is there a problem?

Off White: Normally, I wouldn't do this. Please don't think I'm a creep.

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Off White: Would it be okay if I wanted to talk to you?

This is strange. What's going on?

Off White: I was in love with you as soon as I saw you coming down to get
the food. I'm really worried you'll think badly of me, but if I don't do
anything, it'll be like letting you slip away.

When I went down to get the food?

Ding!

The elevator dings, signaling someone has arrived on this floor. Yu,
carrying the food bags, walks over and looks at me curiously.

"Ms. Frung, what are you doing here? Are you that hungry?"

"Annoying."

"What?"

"You like to flirt with others, huh?"

"?"

The girl looks confused, like a puzzled puppy, but I don't explain anything
more. Instead, I walk into the elevator, ready to go downstairs. Yu runs to
the door, about to ask something, but I just look at her silently.

"Ms. Frung, where are you going?"

"Not telling you."

The elevator doors close, and I head down to the lobby. I pull out my phone
and type a message to the guy who sent the flirty texts, feeling a bit amused.

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Frung: If you haven't gone far, come back, and let's have a talk. I didn't get
a good look at your face earlier.

Off White: Okay.

About five minutes later, as I wait in front of the condo, the food delivery
guy rides back on his motorcycle. He's not in his delivery uniform, but it's
clear he's not living here. I walk over to ask.

"Did you deliver food to a woman in a white shirt and jeans earlier?"

"Y...Yes."

"So, you're Off White, right?"

He looks unsure when I ask, probably because he wants to talk to Yu more.

Realizing it's someone else, he falls silent.

"You can't do this. Flirting with customers."

"I..."

I step closer, staring him down fiercely. Yu needs to finish her studies
before she can think about love. She's the only friend I've just officially
made. Don't you dare distract her.

"Your job is to deliver food. Don't meddle in personal matters or randomly

send people messages. Even if it's just your side job, there should be
boundaries. Don't make customers feel harassed. And most importantly...
remember this well. Look at me." I point two fingers at his eyes and then
back at mine, forcing him to look.

"...."

"This woman...is mine."

"...."

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"Give up and drive back the way you came!"

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 👣06.Matchmaking Season👣
"Ms. Frung, what's wrong? You've been frowning since you got here. I don't
know what to do."

I remain silent, thinking about how to teach her a lesson. She's just going
down to get food, and someone messages her to meet up. Her cuteness is
way over the top.

"Yu, who do you think looks better today, the delivery guy or me?"

This is the first thing I say after being quiet for over half an hour. The small
girl looks puzzled, like a confused puppy, which is both suspicious and
adorable.

"Calling me with that name means you're in a bad mood. Who made you
angry?"

"Don't try to dodge the question."

"What kind of question is this? I'm totally confused."

"You can't answer that, can you?"

"No, I can't."

I bite my lip and turn my head to look at the TV. The food we ordered today
is barely touched, even though it's from my favorite place, which is so
delicious it got a Michelin recommendation.

"Because he was wearing a helmet, it wouldn't be a fair comparison, would

it?"

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Hearing that, I glance at the talkative girl and shift a bit, feeling a little less
annoyed.

"So, who do you like more?"

"Of course, I like you more."

"Good answer."

"But if I compare you to a dog, I might have to think again... By the way,
the Pomeranian at the office is so cute."

The small girl chews her food and looks at the TV, watching a singing
show. What? Is she comparing me to a dog?

"I want to go to your office again. Besides that Pomeranian, have there been
other dogs at the office?"

"You."

"What?"

"You puppy face."

I get up and stomp off to the bedroom. Why am I so moody today? Maybe
it's because her answer didn't please me, so I got even more upset. Even
though I try to be nice to her in every way, she still thinks that the dog is
cuter than me. But if I have to compare her to all the dogs in the world,
she'll still be cuter in my eyes. I even proudly showed her off to everyone at
the office because she's cuter than that dog.

But she says she's torn between me and that Pomeranian? It's obvious I'm
cuter!

Knock, knock.

The sound of knocking on the door doesn't make me turn to the door
because I know someone is coming to apologize. This is the nature of

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women or anyone who feels superior. If we get attention, we want to play
hard to get to feel important.

"Can I come inside?"

"No."

I only say it loud enough for myself to hear because if I shout, she'll get
scared and won't come in. I want her to know I'm sulking. At least I should
hear myself that I'm still sulking and need her to make up with me. The
sweet-faced girl walks to the edge of the bed and pokes my shoulder as I lie
back-facing her.

"Ms. Frung, what's wroooooong?"

"...."

"Look, if you don't tell me, I don't know what to do, and I can't apologize
properly... If you're like this, I feel awkward. I'm staying at your place, and
you're not talking to me."

"...."

Hearing her complain like that, I start rolling my eyes. She's right. If I stay
silent, it might scare her. But turning around and being nice right away
wouldn't be cool. I'm Frung, Frung that means...

Wait... What does it mean?

Why didn't my mom ever tell me the meaning of my name? It's hard to brag
without knowing it.

Yu pokes my shoulder again and starts singing a spider song.

"The itsy bitsy spider..."

"Climbed up the waterspout.."

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I'm not done being upset; I just want her to know I'm responding. She's not
a wall, and I'm a kind-hearted person. When angry, you have to know how
to forgive-a good quality of an employer and guardian that should be an
example to others. I'll write a guidebook on how to be a mature person
someday so the world will become a better place.

After I say that, there's a giggle, like she's amused, making me sit up and
glare at her.

"Is it that funny?"

"Why are you so cute? Hehe."

"I did that because I was afraid you'd be sad."

"So, why are you mad at me?"

"Mimimi, mi-mi, mi-mi

Mimimi, only mi-mi"

"...."

"Nothing."

I shift a bit and make a serious face.

"Actually, I'm not angry. I'm showing you that I'm upset and I need
someone to make up with me. Today, you charmed the delivery guy. Do you
know that?"

"Huh? When? I just went down to get the food, paid the money, and came
back up. Didn't even talk to him."

"If you didn't do anything, why was he so impressed with you that he sent
me a message saying he wanted to know you? I went down to clear things
up and chased him away."

"That's why I don't let people add my LINE account via phone number."

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The small girl sighs and sits on my bed without realizing it.

"Last time, when I ordered pizza, the same thing happened. Nowadays, it's
easy to contact each other. It's not just me; it happens to many people in the
news. So, I nipped it in the bud."

"The mystery is solved. No wonder we're not friends on LINE."

I nod in understanding and smile a little at the maid's carefulness.

"So, your cuteness is the problem."

"What? Why are you praising me like that?"

"Not a praise. Your beauty and cuteness are real problems."

I pull the blanket over her small body, covering her head, leaving only her
eyes.

"From now on, cover your face so people won't see you."

"No, it's hot."

"But I want to be the only one who sees your cuteness!"

"...."

"...."

Everything falls silent after I say that. The sweet-faced girl suddenly
blushes, making my heart almost stop. I touch her cheek with concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Your words... are embarrassing."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"...."

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"Don't have one. Stay single and make people jealous like me."

I teasingly raise my eyebrows, wanting to teach her to look up to me.

"Act proud. I'll make you a strong woman who everyone feels is out of
reach."

"What? Why..."

"Because you're mine. Keep your cuteness just for me."

I pull her into a hug like I'm holding a puppy. I want to cuddle, squeeze her
into a ball, and put her in my mouth.

"I never had a pet before."

"What?!"

She pushes me away forcefully. The sweet-faced girl in the blanket lifts it
up, messing her hair. She glares at me fiercely, making me surprise.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You said you never had a pet. What does that mean?"

"Well... You give off that vibe. Like, that of a cat or a dog. It's the first time
I want to take care of something seriously... Wait-"

Yu gets up and walks out, slamming the door. If you're not too dumb, you
can easily see she's angry. Suddenly, the tables have turned. Just a few
minutes ago, she came to apologize to me, unsure of what she did, but now
I'm the one left confused.

What did I do...

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The atmosphere is so dreadful, like being in a maze with no way out. This
morning, the small maid still makes breakfast for me as usual, but after
finishing, she retreats to her room without saying a word, making me
nervous. The discomfort she felt from me yesterday is now mine. It's like
there is something heavy on my chest, and I don't know what to do with it.

"Pixie."

This time, I'm the one who knocks on her door. But Yu opens the door and
faces me directly, unlike me who turned my back to her yesterday, and asks
clearly but without a smile.

"What?"

"Yesterday..."

"...."

"All my troubles seemed so far away. Now, it looks as though they're here to
stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday. HmmmmHmmmHmm Hmm."

Bang!

The door slams shut. I stand smiling at the door I asked the interior designer
to make it match the room's color, admiring its beauty seriously for the first
time. I have such a good taste.

No, I'm being sulked at. Why am I admiring the door?

"Today's breakfast was delicious. Make it even better tomorrow... I'm off."

I don't know how to apologize, so I speak through the door and grab my bag
to go to work. While waiting for the elevator, my mind is puzzled about
what has upset the little maid since yesterday. What's wrong with
comparing her cuteness to that of a dog, the animal I love most? As I
ponder, the elevator arrives.

No... I shouldn't go yet. I want to clear things up with her first.

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I change my direction from taking the elevator to walking back to my room.
I swipe my card to enter, determined to clear things up with Yu. I'm a
reasonable person. If someone is mad at me, I need to resolve it within the
day and not let it drag on. Her smile is worth the world. Just one day
without that smile, and the world becomes gloomy.

Oh... what a beautiful sentence. I'll use this line to apologize to her.

As soon as I step in front of her room, just as I'm about to knock on the
door, the sound of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata drifts out from inside. I
freeze in place. The way the notes are played, I can tell the person inside is
in a bad mood, with occasional pauses as if she's reviewing the sheet music.
This makes me certain that it's not just a recording.

Wait... Pixie can play the piano?

I know this song because I was forced to learn music as a child. However,
after being scolded by the teacher, I developed a hatred for it. Just by
staring back at the teacher, they never returned to our house again. The
grand piano still sits in my parents' home, now just an expensive decoration.
I stand there, stunned, wondering how a maid who only finished ninth grade
can play such music. Then, my phone rings, causing the person inside to
stop playing.

Does Mom really have to call right now?

"Yes, Mom?"

[Today, I have an appointment with a friend. Come with me.]

The word "appointment" from Mom makes me instantly guess that it's
another matchmaking session. This must be the eighth or ninth time.

"Aren't you tired of this, Mom? How many times do you want me to get
married?"

I say, a bit annoyed, just as the door to Yu's room opens.

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[Nope. I don't believe there's no one in this world who likes you. You're
beautiful, rich, and well-educated. How could all the men run away? There
must be someone who loves you for who you are. I believe that.]

"That person might not even be born yet, Mom. This is the last time. I'm
tired."

[Alright, alright.]

"You always say that."

[And you always say it's the 'last time.']

"This time, it's the 'Last Time' with capital letters."

I firmly end the call and turn to talk to the maid, who has been standing at
the door, staring at me for a while.

"I thought you've gone to work."

"I was about to, but..."

I roll my eyes, searching for a lie.

"But Mom called to say I have an appointment today, so I came to tell you
that I might be back late. No need to wait."

"Okay."

"Were you playing the piano just now?"

"No, I was watching YouTube."

"That's not true. I heard..."

"How could someone like me play the piano? I only finished ninth grade.
I'm poor. Piano lessons aren't cheap... I was just watching YouTube to learn
how to play. It's boring not doing anything."

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"Ah... I see."

"So, where are you going?"

The sweet-faced girl changes the subject, seeming to have forgotten her
earlier anger, which is a good thing.

"To work."

"I mean the appointment."

"To a matchmaking session."

"You mean meeting a guy and talking, that kind of thing?"

I nod, feeling our conversation flow more smoothly, not as tense as this
morning.

"Yes, today, my parents are having dinner with friends. They'll bring their
kids to meet each other."

"Understood."

"How do you understand that, Pixie? You're poor."

"Poor people can understand something like this, too. So... if you're coming
back late today, can I go meet my friends?"

"You have friends?"

I look surprised and frown.

"Really?"

"It's my school friends."

"Why do you have friends? I don't even have one."

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"Well, we're not the same person. So, can I go? I promise I'll be back before
you."

"And among these friends... are there any guys?"

"Yes."

"And if I say no?"

I glare at the small girl, but she just looks blankly at me like this morning. I
quickly soften my tone.

"Just kidding, haha."

Whenever I end with a laugh, everything becomes less tense. That brings
back Pixie's bright smile.

"I knew you were kind. Thank you."

The sweet-faced girl starts to close the door, but I pull her hair, making her
turn back with an annoyed sound like yesterday.

"Why do you like to do this? It hurts."

"I'm annoyed."

"About what?"

"About the guys you'll meet today. Hmph."

"What? Aren't you going on a date, too?"

"Because I can control myself and have a smart brain. But Pixie... you seem
dumb and poor."

I take out my wallet and hand her two thousand-baht bills.

"Who knows if you'll get into trouble. Keep this with you."

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"You don't have to."

"Take it. And send me your location so I know where you are. In case of an
emergency, I can find you."

At this, the small girl smiles sweetly and looks at me for so long that I have
to pull back.

"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Suddenly, Pixie hugs me tightly. I wasn't prepared, so I grabbed onto

something to keep from falling.

"What is this?"

"I miss this kindness."

"W... What?"

"Nothing. I just hug you to energize myself. See you in the evening."

Honestly, I usually feel very happy when work ends-like in school when I
always watch the clock, waiting for three o'clock, the time of my freedom.
But work has always been my priority. I enjoy working. Since Pixie has
been with me, coming home feels like there's something waiting for me.

But today is different...

After work, I have to stop by the hotel where Mom arranged the meeting.
Being dragged around like this makes my already stern face even more
irritated. But even if I go home, I won't be there because she's out with
friends. Thinking about this makes me a bit frustrated.

Why does she have other friends when I only have her?

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.

Frung: Have you met your friends yet?

Yu: Yes, I have.

Frung: How is it? Are you having fun?

Yu: Yes, it's fun. How about you, Ms. Frung?

I grit my teeth, feeling annoyed that she's having fun without me while I'm
not having any fun because she's not here. Why aren't we the same? It's
frustrating.

Frung: Same here.

If I say it's not fun, I'll lose. So I type that and stop chatting because Mom
walks over, introducing her friend to me.

"Frung, this is Ms. Ae, the owner of the jewelry store I often shop at."

I greet her politely, my face not smiling but not too stern either. I maintain a
neutral expression to keep my cool.

"Hello."

"Your daughter is as beautiful as you said. Or, must I say, elegant?"

Ms. Ae examines me closely.

"Is she really single?"

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"Of course, she's single. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare show her off. She works
all the time. After graduating, she went abroad immediately. When she
came back, she took over from her father. No time to find a partner, so I
have to help her."

"Excuse me for a moment, Mom,"

I say, bowing slightly to the guest who admires me. I then try to escape to
the bathroom, but someone taps my shoulder before I can go.

"Not planning to run away, are you?"

A familiar voice comes from behind. I don't even need to turn around to
know who it is. I recognized this voice and never wanted to forget it. It's
like it's recorded in my brain. My muscles and body react in unison, my
heart pounding.

My first love...

"P' Kitt."

I don't dare smile, but I don't dare frown, either. When I turn to face him,
my expression is stone-cold, showing nothing. My senior from school
smiles at me.

"Thank goodness you remember me."

"Of course I do."

"I've been watching you from afar for a while. It's been a long time."

The handsome man reaches out to pat my head and ruffles my hair gently.
Normally, no one dares to touch me like this except him. He knows me well
enough and is the only one who dares.

"It really has been a long time. I heard you went for a second master's
degree."

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"I didn't want to take over the family business, so I pretended to study. As
for you, you got dragged into a matchmaking session. Am I right?"

"Smart."

I praise him, even though I don't explain anything.

"How did you know I was here for a matchmaking session?"

"I saw you looking uncomfortable from afar. Your body language screamed
displeasure. So, I guessed you might be thinking of running away, and I
hurried over to say hi before you disappeared."

"Where would I run to?"

"Our lives aren't that different. I was also forced into this.

Sigh."

"Why don't you run away?"

"As long as I still rely on their money, what can I do?"

I can't help but purse my lips, unsure of how to react. The handsome guy
tilts his head slightly and looks at me.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

He asks the question as if it's the most normal question in the world.

"What?"

I stare directly into his eyes and shake my head.

"No, I don't."

"Will you marry me?"

"What?"

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"Marrying you is better than marrying someone I've never seen before."

The handsome guy sighs and finishes the champagne in his hand before
placing the empty glass on a passing waiter's tray.

"I think I'm not a bad choice. You might find it easier to decide to marry me
than the person you're meeting today. I hope your mom won't mind me."

"Your jokes scared me."

"I'm serious. If I marry you, I'd be okay because right now, I'm not okay at
all."

"Our lives sound like a soap opera. So, what are you going to do next?
Maybe I can use it as a guide."

"If she didn't run away, I might've run away myself. I have to thank the
bride-to-be for running off first. But it wouldn't be fair to let her do all the
work. I need to do something, too."

The handsome guy reaches out to touch my hair slightly, then runs his
fingers along my chin.

"I'm serious. If you don't have anyone and you don't like the person you're
meeting today..."

"...."

"Let's get married."

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 👣 07.My Kid 👣
I get back to my room around ten in the evening. Yu, who said she'd come
back before, kept her promise. Now, the sweet-faced girl is sitting and
watching TV, seemingly waiting for me.

"You're back!"

Her slightly nasal voice sounds cheerful and happy to see me. I smile a little
because I feel that the once quiet room now seems lively just because
someone else is here. It's such a delightful change.

"You kept your promise."

"Of course, I said I'd come back first, so I did. By the way, how was the
matchmaking session today?"

"Well..."

I roll my eyes and walk to the fridge in the kitchen pantry to get some water
to drink. Yu, seeing that I'm doing something myself, quickly runs over. It's
like she forgot that it's the maid's duty to take care of her employer like me.

"No need, I'm just pouring water. And this isn't your working hours either."

"So, should I just watch you do everything yourself? That wouldn't be

worth the pay..."

"I think I should learn to do some things myself. Like... how to cook rice. I
could wash dishes when I was studying abroad, but cooking, it's a disaster."

I make a face as if I've just remembered something.

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"Pixie, you can cook, right?"

"Yes, but I'm not very good. I can do some things."

"Then teach me those things, will you?"

"Well, I can, but why do you suddenly want to learn how to cook?"

"I just think that if one day I get married, I might've to cook for my
husband."

"I thought you said you'd stay single to make men regret it."

"The situation has changed."

I put down the glass and scratch my head before looking at Pixie, trying to
start a conversation.

"Pixie, have you ever had a boyfriend?"

When asked that, the sweet-faced girl goes silent for a moment, seeming to
hesitate whether to tell or not, before nodding and deciding to speak.

"I have."

"Precocious," I immediately bare my teeth upon hearing that. Suddenly, I

feel angry for no reason.

"Hey, you asked me, and now you're insulting me for answering?"

"Why did you have to have one? Can't you just stay single and virgin?"

"Well, I am. I've never done that kind of thing."

"But you said you had a boyfriend."

"We haven't gone that far. Ms. Frung, you're so old-fashioned. Even if I'd
lost my virginity, it doesn't mean my value has decreased."

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"That's true..."

But I still don't like it. Why does a small, cute person like her have to be
messed with by men? It sounds unacceptable, like a Pomeranian being
humped by a bulldog.

"So, why did you suddenly ask about my boyfriend? Did something special
happen today?"

I purse my lips a bit, feeling shy, and turn my face away, not daring to meet
her eyes, but the small person is determined to know, running into my focus
and asking again.

"Avoiding eye contact like this, something must've happened to you. What's
going on?"

"Someone proposed to me."

"Oh..."

The sound she makes seems to understand, but it makes my chest ache in a
strange, inexplicable way.

"I see."

"What do you mean by 'I see'?"

"It means I get it. Someone proposed to you."

"Is that all? No comments or anything?"

"What comments could I have? I'm just a maid."

The dejected look on her face makes me quickly try to better the situation
by placing my hand on her head and using my fingers to make her look at
me.

"Are you worried that if I get married, you'll be out of a job...? Don't worry.
Even if I get married, you can still stay here because you're mine."

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"Are you worried that if I get married, you'll be out of a job...? Don't worry.
Even if I get married, you can still stay here because you're mine."

"Will I belong to you forever? Am I still yours even if you get married?
Won't you let me marry someone?"

"No!"

I answer almost immediately without thinking. My voice and emotions are

off the scale, and it's like throwing a ball against a wall. The harder you
throw, the harder it bounces back. Yu, too, responds with a loud voice that
almost breaks my eardrums.

"Selfish! You can get married, but someone else can't!?"

"You aren't just someone else. Others can get married, but you can't. What's
so fun about having a husband?"

"Then why do you want a husband if it's not fun?"

"Well..."

I start to stammer, unable to find a retort but still feeling displeased. "I'm
smart and good-looking, while you're dumb and poor. You might get tricked
by others. Stay with me. I'll make you an ideal woman for everyone."

"Who is he?"

"Hm?"

"The person who makes you want to learn how to cook."

This time, there's no sarcasm in her voice. She looks at me with hurt before
turning away, avoiding eye contact.

"Even if I tell you, you wouldn't know him."

"Yes, I don't know everyone in the world. But just tell me who he is, where
he's from, and what makes you so interested in him."

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"He's a senior from school. My first love... Hey!"

I answer, feeling a bit embarrassed, and that makes the sweet-faced girl
stomp back to her room angrily.

"You asked and didn't even listen to the end. How rude."

There's no response at all. I just stand there in the middle of the room,
feeling confused, like I've been sulked at, but I'm trying to understand why.

I can't sleep...

They say humans have over 2000 things to think about in a day, and I'm
feeling that way. My head is full of confusion about that small person. She
was talking to me and then suddenly got mad. Why can't people make
everything simple? I'm not good at interpreting complicated things.

Because I can't sleep, I end up walking outside to get some water. My eyes
glance at the door designed by the interior designer to blend with the wall.
It's so beautiful. I have such good taste...

No, why do I like admiring my own door? And this is what my brain thinks
about as the 2001st thing today.

I don't understand. Not at all.

Knock, knock, knock.

I knock on the door three times at three in the morning. It's not too late,
right? Everyone stays up late, like me. Three in the morning isn't sleeping
time. It's time to chat and have fun.

Click...

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See? I told you it's not sleeping time. Yu opens the door, looking sleepy as if
she just woke up. Her messy hair looks like a bird's nest, making me feel
even more affectionate towards her. She's so cute, even in her most
disheveled state.

"So cute!"

I pull the maid into a tight hug. Yu freezes for a moment and then lightly
taps my back as if to complain.

"What's this? You suddenly hugged me. I'm so confused."

"Why are you so cute? You're not allowed to have a boyfriend, okay?"

I use both hands to cup the maid's face, which is now scrunched up into a
pout.

"If he keeps you to himself, what will I do? I can't stand it."

"What is this? Did you come to bother me just to say this? I'm going back to
bed. Tomorrow, I have to wake up early to cook for you."

She pulls my hands away from her face and looks like she's annoyed. I tilt
my head and frown, feeling my heart weaken because I can't resist her
whining.

"Can't you be my kid?"

"What?"

"You're so cute. I want you to be my kid."

"Now I'm really mad."

This time, she looks me straight in the eye. The sleepiness seems to have
flown away, and she stares at me.

"In the morning, you compared me to a dog. Now, a kid. What next?"

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"I don't know, but you're mine. You'll be everything to me."

"Everything?"

"Yes."

"Then be mine."

"Hm? How is this working? You don't intend to take care of me, do you?"

"I never intended to care for you from the start. When I said be mine, I
meant..."

The sweet-faced girl steps closer, leaning in until our lips almost touch. The
shock makes me stumble back until my back hits the wall. But it seems the
more retreat, the more she advances. Yu props her arm against the wall and
looks at me with a smile.

"I haven't done anything yet. Why do you look so shocked?"

"Because you suddenly looked at me like that..."

"Like what?"

"Like this..."

I swallow hard and turn my face away, not daring to meet her eyes.

"It's unusual."

"And is it good?"

"What's good?"

"The feeling of seeing this look."

Because I keep looking away, Yu uses the arm propped against the wall to
grab my cheek and force me to look at her.

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"Tell me how you feel."

BA-DUM...

BA-DUM...

I can't describe how I feel. I just know that I'm about to faint from that look.
The sweet-faced girl smiles at the corner of her mouth, pleased, before
letting out a laugh.

"You look so cute when you're surprised."

"Hmm?"

"I copied it from a movie I watched earlier tonight. I imitated the leading
man from a Chinese series. How is it? Cool, right?"

The small person raises her eyebrows and laughs joyfully.

"Why were you so shocked? Did you think I could do anything to you?"

"Pixie, you look like you're about to eat me alive."

"Eat you? How would I eat you?"

"I... I'm not really sure."

"That's such a cute way to put it, eating you... Anyway, let's not joke
around. It's late. Let's go to bed. You have to go to work early tomorrow."
The sweet-faced girl turns to head back to her room but pauses and looks
back with a different tone in her voice.

"Ms. Frung?"

"Hmm? What now?"

"Who do you like more, that guy or me?"

"What kind of question is that?"

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"Goodnight."

She says that and then closes the door, leaving me to admire the well-
designed wooden door by the interior designer once again.

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 👣 08.Distracted 👣
I couldn't sleep all night...

So, I have to wake up at six in the morning to read documents for today's
meeting. Even though I try to focus on work, my mind keeps wandering
back to the events at three in the morning and the gaze of that sweet-faced
person that made my stomach flutter in a strange way.

'Who do you like more, that guy or me?'

Why did she have to look so serious? She's always been so cheerful, and
suddenly, she looked so cool when she did that. I shake my head to clear the
thought that she was too sexy and pretend to read my documents again. Yu,
who wakes up at six-thirty to take a shower, looks surprised to see me
sitting in the living room.

"Why are you up so early today?"

"I wanted today to be a bit longer. They say the earlier you wake up, the
more you can do than others,"

I say, raising an eyebrow to look cool. Yu nods in agreement and gives me a

thumbs-up.

"That's awesome. I'll take a ten-minute shower and then make breakfast for
you, hehe."

Her giggle brightens the atmosphere again. As soon as the bathroom door
closes, I slump in my chair and take a deep breath because I feel like I've
been holding my breath, trying to look cool.

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What was that? She seemed perfectly normal, not a hint of excitement.
Thinking this annoys me as if that sweet-faced girl is using some cheat
code. Ridiculous... Am I the only one feeling weird?

And the ten minutes she mentioned went as expected. It's as if she just ran
through the water to feel like, 'Hey, I really took a shower.' How did she
shower so quickly? I really want to know how she cleaned herself in there.

Yu grabs an apron and puts it on skillfully. I watch her movements,

forgetting that I'm supposed to pretend to be working. The small figure
picks up this and that, then touches her lips with her finger, thinking about
what to do next. Seeing the apron strings coming loose, I, a perfectionist,
can't help but get up to fix it.

"Ah!"

She lets out a surprised, nasal voice when she realizes I'm behind her, tying
the strings. The scent of freshly showered soap makes me untie and retie the
strings repeatedly, not wanting to leave the spot.

"Is it hard to tie?"

She asks, turning to look at me, but I push her face to make her look
forward again.

"Just trying to make it look good."

"Just tie it tight. That's enough."

"I like you more than him."

"What?"

"The answer to what you asked last night."

I feel a bit regretful as I finish tying the strings and rest my chin on her
shoulder while she toasts bread, adding to her burden.

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"Don't feel bad. I really admire him, but you still hold the top spot in my
heart."

"So, you're not sure if you'll like him more than me in the future?"

"Well..."

"Then I have to make you like me more every day," she says, turning to cup
my cheeks with both hands.

"Hmmmm. How should I do that?"

"You're so cute!"

"Oh!"

I pull her into a tight hug, waiting for her to squirm so I could tease her
more. But she just stands still, then hugs me back with both arms, her
delicate hands rubbing my back, making me feel strange.

"I love how you smell."

She doesn't just say that; she buries her nose in my chest, making a loud
sniffing sound. Shocked, I jump back as if electrocuted.

"What's wrong?"

"I... I don't know. It felt like static electricity."

"I didn't feel anything. Let's stop playing. Go sit down; I'll serve the toast."

I still hold her, feeling regretful that I have to part from her until she pushes
me away and guides me to the table. As she moves, I can't take my eyes off
her. What makes me so fond of her? What is so special about her?

"Can't we stay together forever?"

I voice my thoughts. Yu pauses, then turns to smile at me.

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"Probably not."

"Is there any way to make you stay with me forever?"

"Well, there is..."

She looks up, thinking logically.

"But never mind."

"Never mind what? You've said this much."

"My way isn't very popular in our society. Let's just say, if you want me as
much as you want to breathe, then I'll tell you."

"As much as I want to breathe?"

"Yes. In the meantime, you can find your own way. My way will be the last
resort."

She smiles but doesn't say anything more, as if to let it sink into my head.

I lost my focus again...

Today, I couldn't concentrate on the meeting or grasp any work details.

Luckily, my secretary took notes so I could read them later. But it made me
realize my work standards had dropped.

Now, I'm opening my notebook, trying to connect the dots on why I can't
work as well as before. But no matter how I draw the lines, they all lead to
the same conclusion.

Pixie...

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Since Pixie came into my life, I haven't been as focused on work. I spend
my time thinking about how to tease her when I get home. And it's not just
work. Even when shopping with my mom, I always buy things for her
because I think they suit her.

Is it good or bad to have this maid in my house? My daily life seems to

have changed a lot.

I eat breakfast.

I bought a game console and left it at home because I was afraid she'd get
bored.

I rush home because I don't want to leave her alone.

And now, I'm thinking about her again.

Rrrrrr...

While lost in thought, my phone rings with an unfamiliar number. At first, I

thought it was an online delivery person since I often shop aimlessly online
at night. But the deep voice on the other end makes me sit up and quickly
forget about the maid.

"P' Kitt."

[You remember me. I was going to surprise you.]

The handsome man laughs, making me feel a bit embarrassed even though
he can't see me.

"Where did you get my number?"

[I asked around. It's not like you aren't well-known... You're a CEO at such
a young age. Impressive.]

"If I were really impressive, I'd do things on my own, not just continue the
family business."

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[Don't think like that. If you didn't do well, the company would collapse,
too.]

P' Kitt chats with me about various topics, and half an hour passes so
smoothly. I've never spent that long on the phone before.

[Oh, we talked so long I forgot it's your work time.]

"It's okay. You called when I was free and helped me realize something...
You're quite a good distraction."

From observing our half-hour conversation, I forgot about the maid for a
moment, focusing on the person on the line. It makes me realize that P' Kitt
can help me regain my focus. What a great help.

[What were you thinking about before I called?]

"I can't remember."

[Then I won't bother you anymore.]

"Okay."

[I'm really hanging up now.]

"Goodbye."

I hang up and place my phone on the table, tapping my fingers to the

rhythm of a song in my head. After hanging up, I think about the maid
again, curious about what she's doing.

Frung: Have you eaten yet, Pixie?

Yu: Not yet.

Frung: What? It's already two in the afternoon.

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Her reply makes me sit up straight and frown.

Frung: What are you doing that you haven't eaten?

Yu: Playing the game you bought the other day. I got so caught up building
my island that I forgot to eat.

Yu: But don't worry, I won't forget your dinner, hehe.

As I'm about to reply, my phone rings again with the same number.
Recognizing it as P' Kitt's, I answer, surprised he calls back so soon.

"Did you dial the wrong number?"

[No, I intend to call you. Why did you hang up on me so fast? You didn't
even try to keep me on the line.]

"Are we mad at each other?"

I don't understand what he meant. We were talking normally before hanging

up. He said he was going to hang up, and I ended the call. What did I do
wrong? I'm confused.

[Because you're so clueless, I find you adorable, haha.]

"What?"

I scratch my head, puzzled.

"So why did you call back?"

[Besides being clueless, you're also straightforward... I think our

conversation isn't over yet.]

"Hm?"

[I was thinking of inviting you to dinner. Are you free this evening?]

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"I am, but I need to hurry back home."

[Why?]

"I miss my maid,"

I reply honestly, which makes P' Kitt laugh warmly.

"What's so funny?"

[Is that an excuse to avoid having dinner with me?]

"No, it's the truth."

I chew my cheek.

"But... we haven't seen each other in a long time. Talking on the phone isn't
the same as meeting in person. Dinner this evening sounds good."

[Or should I come over to your place for dinner?]

"That's alright... actually, no."

I change my mind, thinking of Yu.

"My maid is too cute. I don't want you to meet her."

[What? Are you afraid your maid will fall in love with me?]

"No, it's the other way round."

[What kind of person do you think I am? Fine, we'll go to a restaurant... but
now I'm curious about this maid. You've mentioned her ten times since we
started talking.]

"Then I won't mention her anymore. From now on, don't ask about her. I'll
get jealous."

[Why are you so adorable?]

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"You sound just like my maid."

[There you go, mentioning her again.]

"You're right. That's the rule. No more talking about her... see you tonight."

When work ends, I'm about to leave the office for the meeting spot when
I'm surprised to see P' Kitt waiting to pick me up. The handsome guy in a
white shirt with rolled-up sleeves is casually playing with his phone. At
first, I'm not sure it's him, but as I get closer, I call out his name.

"P' Kitt?"

"Yup," he responds immediately, putting away his phone when he hears my

voice.

"Surprise."

"I thought we were meeting at the restaurant you sent the location for."

"I changed my mind. Picking you up for our first dinner together is cooler
than having you drive yourself."

"How is that cooler?"

"I want to pamper you, like..."

He takes my handbag and raises an eyebrow.

"Carrying your bag and escorting you to the car parked out front."

P' Kitt leads me outside the company. The flashy red sports car is hard to
miss, and I nod in amazement.

"Showing off your car, huh?"

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"Oh, come on,"

P' Kitt says, placing a hand on his forehead as if troubled.

"At least pretend to be impressed."

"Did I react wrong? Let me try again."

I rub my face and shake my head as if resetting everything, then start over.

"Wow, is this your car, P' Kitt? It's so beautiful. Is the red color made from
the blood of 2,540 Tibetan pigeons?"

"If you're not excited, it's okay. My bad."

The handsome guy laughs, opens the door, and invites me into the car. I
follow him willingly, leaving my car at the office and letting him take me to
the restaurant.

Our destination is a Thai restaurant in Thonglor, where reservations usually

take months. But since the owner is his friend, we get to eat there without
waiting. As I ponder what to eat, I catch a glimpse of the desserts in the
display case near the cashier.

"We haven't seen each other in years. How's your life? Tell me."

"Not much happened."

The desserts look so tempting. I should buy some for my maid. Come to
think of it, I don't even know what she likes...

"I ran into Witsanu the other day. Remember him? The guy who used to
chase after you."

"He did?"

"How could you not know? You're as clueless as ever."

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"If he was interested in me, why didn't he just say so? I've been single
almost my whole life..."

I reply absentmindedly, still eyeing the dessert case. Does she like chocolate
or coconut cake?

"So, if someone wants to date you, they should just say it outright?"

"Probably. At my age, I don't have time for games. If we like each other, we
date. If it doesn't work out, we break up... that jelly cake looks good."

"You clueless girl, look at me!"

He forces me to look at him, holding my face with both hands and frowning
playfully.

"What?"

"How can you talk to me without paying attention to the food on the table?"

"Oh?"

I exclaim, realizing I haven't noticed the food on the table. All the desserts
from the display case-chocolate cake, coconut cake, jelly cake, brownies-
are now in front of me.

"When did you order these, P' Kitt?"

"When you couldn't stop staring at the display case. Do you like sweets that
much?"

"They're pretty. Please excuse me."

I wave to the waiter and make a circular motion with my finger, signaling to
pack everything up.

"Please pack these to go. Thank you."

"Why don't you eat them here?"

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"They won't look as nice if they're half-eaten. It feels like leftovers. But if
they're whole, the person receiving them will be happy."

I smile cheerfully, making P' Kitt sigh.

"So you're taking my desserts to give to someone else. Let me guess, it's
your maid."

"I told you not to mention her. We won't talk about her."

"I really want to meet your maid now. What makes you so interested in her?
You keep getting distracted and talking about her. If she were a guy, I'd be
jealous."

"Why would you be jealous?"

I laugh, waiting for the main course that should have been served before
dessert but hasn't arrived yet.

"Because I proposed to you."

"Don't joke around. You proposed to avoid an arranged marriage, using me

as a tool. That's not nice."

"I like you."

"How can you suddenly like me?"

I laugh sarcastically.

"We haven't seen each other in years. And back in school, you saw me as a
little sister."

"Back then, you were not as beautiful as you are now. Do you know that as
an adult, you look great? You're an executive, straightforward, and
cluelessly adorable."

He places his hand on mine, squeezing it gently as if to confirm he's

serious.

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I thought he was joking, but his earnest expression made me look away. I
now realize he's serious.

"You're not pranking me, are you?"

"I like you. I'm trying to flirt with you. To not waste time, as you said, I
want to date you. I'll give you three days to think about it."

"Three days?"

"We're both busy, aren't we?"

I return to my room with a bunch of sweets in hand.

It's past ten now. I've eaten a lot but still brought back desserts for my
beloved maid.

"I'm back."

As I place the items on the dining table, I notice the dishes on the table and
feel puzzled. My sweet maid hasn't come out to greet me as usual. She
seems to have gone to bed early, making me uneasy.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Pixie, I'm back. Come out and see. I brought lots of goodies."

"...."

"Pixie... hey, are you okay?"

Her silence worries me, so I keep knocking and try to turn the doorknob,
but it's locked from the inside.

"Yu... are you sick? Yu... oh."

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The sweet-faced girl slowly opens the door and smiles at me as if nothing
happened.

"Yes, Ms. Frung?"

"What were you doing? I've been calling you. Are you okay?"

I examine her body worriedly but find nothing unusual. She stares at me
intently and asks,

"Where did you go?"

"I went out for dinner."

"With whom?"

"A senior from school. He picked me up for dinner."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh, I forgot."

I smile sheepishly, then quickly gesture to the kitchen pantry.

"But I brought lots of sweets for you. They're all so cute and delicious."

"You said you liked me a lot. So, you were lying?"

My little maid complains, and that surprises me.

"I wasn't lying. I really like you... oh, come here. You're so cute. Give me a
hu-"

Before I can pull her into a hug, she jumps into my arms, pushing me
against the wall like last night. But this time, she doesn't just talk; she bites
my ear, making my legs weak, but I manage to stay upright.

"I like you too, Ms. Frung, in case you didn't know."

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"Yu..."

"And to make you understand how it feels to be ignored, from now on, I
won't tell you where I'm going or what I'm doing."

"You can't do that. Pixie, you're under my care."

"Then control me. When you're not around, how will you know where I am
or what I'm doing?"

"Are you challenging me?"

"I'll make you restless. Your mind will be filled with thoughts of me. Just
wait and see."

The sweet-faced girl speaks challengingly and walks back into her room
without looking at me. I stand there, mouth agape, staring at the door, biting
my lip.

No need to wait. My mind is already filled with thoughts of her!

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 09.Shock 👣
Is she really going to do that...?

I watch the maid making breakfast as usual. Her lively movements still
amuse me. Nothing seems out of the ordinary. She continues to act relaxed
and enthusiastic about cooking. So, I have to pretend that yesterday's
incident never happened by forgetting about it.

"I'll be back early for dinner today."

The sweet-faced girl turns and gives me a small smile.

"You don't have to rush."

"Why not?"

"In case I come back late."

"Where are you going?"

I straighten up immediately when I hear that. Yu serves ham, fried eggs, and
freshly squeezed orange juice that she made herself, even giving me a bit of
salt to season it.

"I'm thinking about where to go."

"Why do you have to go?"

"And why do I have to stay home all day and night? Since coming to live
with you, I've only gone out to meet friends once."

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"If there's no reason to go out, then stay home. Why would you look for
reasons to go out?"

"Is this place a prison?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do I have to report every time I go somewhere? In reality, I'm here as a

part-time maid, working only two hours a day. And I'm here because you
asked me to... I should have more freedom to go out without having to tell
you."

I gape as she continues her long sentence, now speaking clearly and
confidently, with no more regard for me.

"Is it because of last night? Are you still mad at me?"

Even though I don't want to bring it up, it's unavoidable. My tone softens
because I want to speak peacefully without arguing. The sweet-faced girl
looks into my eyes and nods with a smile.

"Yes."

"I just forgot to tell you. There's no need to get back at me."

"You can see it as retaliation, or you can see it as letting me go out and have
some fun."

"If you're going somewhere, tell me. I'll take you."

"Telling you wouldn't be a surprise."

"Why does it have to be a surprise?"

"Last night, I was surprised that you came back late, tricking me into
making dinner and waiting. From now on, we'll live in suspense, wondering
who will go out and who will stay at home. It'll be so much fun."

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The small girl speaks while raising her eyebrows playfully, but it makes me
frown.

"No, you can't go. That's an order."

"And what will you do if I don't follow the order?"

"I'll..." The word 'fire you' never crosses my mind, and if I use that word,
it'd be for someone in the office, not for the maid.

"I'll order delivery instead."

"Changing the subject. I was wondering if you'd fire me."

"And if I do fire you?"

"Guess what I'd say?"

She's challenging my authority...

No one in this company has ever dared to defy me before-not because I'm
strict but because everyone respects my stern face- but Pixie never listens to
my orders, always challenging me. Not to mention that she bit my ear like a
dog! Hmph!

I walk into the company in a foul mood, passing the HR department and
seeing a crowd of job applicants. Does our company need more employees
again? If Yu had a higher education, I'd have her apply and use my
connections to make her my secretary.

What a kind-hearted company owner with a broad vision...

But because Yu can't apply for these positions, it makes me even more
irritated. I glare at the applicants like a bully, walking around and staring at
everyone. Coming to apply for a job without preparation, the seams on the

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shirt are not sewn, and the shirt looks too loose, probably borrowed from a
friend... If they work here, will they borrow things and take them home?

"You can leave now. You didn't pass."

"Y-yes."

"I'm speaking as the owner of this company."

I glance at another applicant who's nervously shaking his leg before

bending down and tapping his knee lightly with my finger.

"Your posture is terrible. What position are you applying for?"

"Sales."

"You won't be able to sell our product to anyone like this. Go home."

I've rejected two applicants already. As I prepare to screen a few more,

someone speaks up.

"Frung, is that you?"

I tilt my head slightly and look at the person with the corner of my eye. An
applicant in a clean white shirt and neatly pressed slacks speaks up. He
looks about two years older than me, and yes, I remember him.

"Senior."

Even though I remember, I don't know his name. He was one of the seniors
who hazed me in my freshman year in front of over a hundred classmates,
making me feel humiliated.

"It's really you."

"Are you here to apply for a job?"

"Yes."

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"At your age, you still don't have a job?"

I hear the applicants gulp simultaneously. The senior, who I remember,

smiles awkwardly and nods.

"The economy is terrible. I had my own business but couldn't handle the
costs, so I decided to become a salaryman."

"What position?"

"Maintenance."

"Do you want the job?"

"Of course."

"Spin like a dog right here."

I cross my arms and speak seriously. The senior looks stunned and laughs.

"Don't tease me like this."

"I'm not teasing you. I'm using what you taught me in the uni. If you can't
endure this, how will you endure work? Do it twenty times, and I'll consider
hiring you."

"Frung..."

"I said do it! If you don't, then go home!!!"

I shout loudly, mimicking him from our uni days. The entire floor goes
silent. Even the HR staff opens the door to see what's happening. Initially,
they were going to scold the shouter, but upon seeing it's me, they clasp
their hands in front of them and bow politely.

"...."

"How does it feel to be humiliated in front of so many people?"

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I see the anger in his eyes. The senior lowers his head and sighs before
raising his hands in surrender.

"I'll go home. I can't be anyone's subordinate, especially yours! You

demon!"

His voice is filled with anger as he tears up his application, letting it flutter
in the air. I glance at the paper at my feet and see that his previous work
experience includes being an electronics technician and installing CCTV
cameras.

Ding!

This is the sound of a light bulb being switched on in my head. I call out to
the senior who's about to leave.

"Wait!"

"What now?"

"You don't need to interview anymore. You're hired... Follow me to my

office. I have something for you to do."

I snap my fingers and lead the newly hired employee to my room. The
senior, who was initially angry, becomes submissive upon realizing he got
the job and follows me closely. The first task for the new employee is to
help me choose hidden CCTV cameras that can be discreetly placed around
the room.

"Are you sure no one will know there's a camera in the room if we install it
the way you said?"

I no longer call him senior because he is now an employee. The senior,

whose name I later learn is 'Frank,' answers respectfully like a subordinate.

"Absolutely. These are pinhole cameras, meant for covertly recording

people in nudes."

"What?"

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Frank quickly waves his hands.

"I'm just recommending what you want. Just explaining their actual use...
Where do you want to install them?"

"In my condo."

"For what purpose?"

"Personal reasons."

"You must have your reasons."

Frank doesn't press further. I have him prepare the cameras and bring them
to me as his first task.

"I'll be the only one who can view the record, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"How do I know you can't access it?"

"I'll let you set the password."

"Okay, you've done a great job."

"If there's anything else you need, just let me know. I'll do anything."

"You'll have to. With all the hazing you did in school, you should be able to
do anything except eat dog poop."

I smile appreciatively, but it makes him look uneasy, and I realize my smile
might've unsettled him.

"Actually... since you mentioned it, I have another task for you. Can you
handle it?"

"Of course, ma'am. Just give the order."

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"I want you to follow someone."

After a stressful day, I finally found a solution. Since she wants me to

worry and not know where she goes or what she does, I'll have someone
follow her. From now on, Pixie will be under my watch, whether she's at
home, going out, or doing anything with anyone.

About two days after I gave the order, Frank handed me a pinhole camera
that could be placed anywhere in the house without anyone noticing, along
with instructions on how to install it. After receiving it, I placed it in various
corners of the house when Yu was taking a shower so she wouldn't know
what I was doing. I chose to hide it in my own picture frame, on the handle
of the built-in cabinet in the kitchen, and in the picture frame hanging on
the wall at the foot of the bed in the bedroom.

Now I'll know everything about that little one.

"Heh heh... heh heh heh... heh heh heh heh heh heh heh."

Why do I seem so creepy... Suddenly, I feel guilty.

"Sigh."

Or maybe I should really install it, so I can know everything.

"Ho ho ho... ha ha ha ha."

"Are you going to audition for a horror movie?"

"Yikes!"

I jump when I realize I've been laughing alone.

"You scared me."

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"I should be the one scared. You're standing in my bedroom, laughing like
you're plotting something."

"What plan... NOTHING!"

My voice rises to a soprano pitch, making the sweet-faced girl raise an

eyebrow in disbelief.

"NOTHING means there is something. What are you doing here?"

"Just... taking a walk."

"In my room?"

"Can't I? Since you moved in, I haven't come in here at all."

"Do you have to? It's not like our rooms are thirty kilometers apart."

"It's not fair."

I try to justify myself with every reason in the world.

"You come into my room every day, but I never get to go to your room."

"I have to clean and change your bed sheets as part of my duties. It's not a
fair comparison, is it? I'm so confused by you's logic."

"I'm just hard to understand."

"That's true... you aren't like a normal person. That's why you're cute."

The small girl nods and smiles, letting it go without further questions.

"So, how is it coming into my room?"

"Well... it's clean, bright, peaceful, and tiny. Just like you."

"Is that all? I thought you'd analyze something interesting."

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"Analyze?"

"I heard you're very observant. Just one look and you can tell what a person
is like by looking at the context and environment. I'm curious about what
you see in me after entering this room."

I haven't really observed anything because I was too busy hiding the
camera. When asked, I have to improvise by glancing around the room.
There's almost nothing to notice because everything was arranged by the
interior designer and the built-in contractor. She asked this question as if to
challenge me.

"You're very clean. The room remains as it was. You hardly buy anything
new for this room... probably because you're poor."

"Is that how you read people?"

The sweet-faced girl laughs and shakes her head.

"I heard you're good at reading people. Why do you only talk about poverty
with me?"

"Because you're poor. If you were rich, you wouldn't be pitiable."

"You only have pity for me, don't you?"

"I also have some fondness. What more do you want?"

"I don't know. I want more. The more, the better."

She smiles, making me shift uncomfortably, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I should go. I've been in your room too long."

"Sweet dreams. Dream of me, too."

I pout and walk out of the room, feeling awkward. Why does she say such
strange things lately? It gives me goosebumps, but it's not exactly
goosebumps. It's more like a ticklish feeling.

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But the mission is accomplished!

After leaving Yu's room, I quickly rush to my own bedroom and access it
the way Frank taught me. Then, the live images from every corner of the
condo appear before my eyes. I select the screen showing her room from
the camera in the art frame at the foot of the bed. Her image appears clearly.
I smile triumphantly, feeling superior.

"From now on, whatever you do, I'll see it all. Heh heh heh... ha ha ha... am
I crazy, talking to myself?"

I look around nervously, worried someone might see me, and shake my
head. I'm the one who criticizes Indian movies the most for long
monologues. Doing it myself feels a bit crazy. Alright... better focus on
Pixie. What will she do before bed?

Even though I want to watch her, it feels wrong. It's like I'm invading her
privacy too much. But I have no ill intentions. It's just for peace of mind, to
feel safe and secure.

Yu picks up her phone, reads it, and types something. I press my ear to the
phone, hoping to hear something like a crazy person, knowing she's typing.
That means there's no sound, but I still do it. Soon, she gets up from the
bed, looks at the camera, and stares for a long time.

OMG!! Does she know there's a camera?

The sweet-faced girl chews her cheek and thinks before doing something I
don't expect. She takes off all her clothes.

Thud!

My phone drops to the floor as I weaken from shock. I quickly pick it up

and look again to be sure. Yu's figure makes me turn away from the phone,
feeling rude, but I still sneak a peek out of curiosity.

She sleeps naked...

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The sweet-faced girl, now completely bare, slips under the blanket and
turns off the light. The camera, which can film in the dark, still shows her,
though not as clearly as in the light. She lies on her side, hugging a pillow,
and falls asleep while I remain wide-eyed, my heart racing. I swallow hard
several times.

Pixie... you...

Your boobs are bigger than mine!

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 10. I can Do It All 👣
Today, I still can't sleep as usual....

Ever since the new maid moved in, I haven't had a full night's sleep. I wake
up early every day with something always on my mind, and it messes up
my routine. For example, now, when I try to focus on the documents in my
hand before heading to work, Instead of focusing on the text, I keep seeing
images of Yu being naked on the paper. I have to slam the paper down on
the table, hoping that doing so will shake off the imagination from the
documents.

"Ms. Frung, what's wrong?"

Yu, who brings me the breakfast and serves me orange juice, looks at me
curiously.

"Didn't get enough sleep? You look really tired."

"..."

I glare at the petite person with a frown.

"You can tell me anything."

"Liar."

"Huh?"

"Is there anything you haven't told me yet?"

There's a moment of stunned silence, which is enough for me to read her

body language.

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"What do you mean?"

"Well, you tell me."

I shift my gaze from her face to her chest under the T-shirt and purse my
lips tightly.

"Cow in the sheep's clothing."

"You knew? How did you find out?"

I flare my nostrils because I can't reveal how I knew; it's wrong and too
creepy.

"Let's just say I know. Hiding such things under a plain T-shirt."

Her figure is no joke. How can I, who exercise like crazy, lose to a maid
who only cleans all day? Yoga classes and aerobics classes are all a waste of
money.

"Ms. Frung..."

"You know, since you came into my life, I haven't been myself at all. From
now on, I'll distance myself from you."

I need to focus. Focusing too much on her disrupts my daily balance,

especially work. I need to tell her so she won't feel neglected later, thinking
why I'm not as playful as before. There's a lot of work lately, so I need to
put Yu aside for now.

"I'm going to work."

I take a couple of bites of bread to make the maid happy and get up to
prepare for work. But as I'm about to walk out, I'm suddenly hugged from
behind, which startles me a bit.

"Huh?"

"Don't hate me."

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She rests her forehead on my shoulder and mumbles. I don't quite
understand what she means, so I intend to turn around and look her in the
eye, but she holds me tightly.

Who hates her? I just said that I mightn't have much time to play with her.

"I like you a lot. Everything I did was just to be close to you."

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

I peel her hands off and turn to look her in the eye. Her tears welling up,
almost falling, make my heart wither.

"I don't hate..."

"I understand. Anyone would be angry at being lied to."

"I'm not exactly angry. It just makes me feel like a loser.

"No, you're not. I don't see it as a competition. I just... hmm?"

I reach out and grab her boob, squeezing to check the size, comparing it to
mine, and found it slightly bigger.

"Yours are really bigger."

"Huh?"

"See? Hiding such things under your T-shirt. I was shocked to find out your
boobs are bigger. I'm so jealous of small people with hourglass figures."

I pout a bit.

"Whatever, I'm late for work. I'm not mad that your boobs are bigger. What
can I do? My parents gave me only this much."

"What are you talking about?"

"Boobs."

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"Huh?"

"Aren't we talking about the same thing?"

I ask out of curiosity. Yu, who seems a bit surprised, slowly smiles and
laughs.

"We're talking about the same thing. You're saying you lost sleep because
my boobs are bigger? I believe you. And what's this about distancing
yourself from me?"

"You make me lose focus at work. My head is full of you. It disrupts my

routine. I can't handle it, so I need some distance."

"So, you're not mad at me at all?"

"Why would I? Just saying so you won't sulk that I'm not playful and seem
distant. I don't want you to feel neglected. I'm going to work now."

I wave goodbye and grab my shoes to leave the room, but Yu jumps on my
back like a tick and hugs me tightly.

"Cute! Sooo cute! Ms. Frung, you're so cute. Don't get a boyfriend, okay?"

"What?"

I laugh and use my hands to support her bottom, afraid she might fall. Now
I feel like a mother monkey carrying her baby.

"Just like you don't want me to have a boyfriend. Let's stay together like
this forever. Or if anyone asks, we can say... we're a couple."

"A couple?"

I glance at the person resting her chin on my shoulder with a pounding

heart.

"Even though we're both women?"

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"Yes."

"You crazy. What kind of woman dates another woman?"

"Our kind."

"Nonsense."

I knock her head lightly, making her rub her head.

"Get down now. I really have to go to work."

Yu gets off my back, pouting in displeasure. I look at her and pull her cheek
like a rubber band because she's so cute.

"Don't go anywhere today."

"If I go out, you won't know. Bleh! Since you won't be my girlfriend, I'll
find someone else."

"No."

"Bleh!"

This is a time for focus.

I've decided not to be distracted by the maid anymore. What I do now is

most important: the work I have to discuss with other executives today
about adding servers and restructuring some unnecessary departments to
form a new team. Today, I didn't touch my phone for almost three hours,
which is quite an achievement. But when I get a break, I quickly grab it and
open the surveillance camera app.

Yu is playing a game on the sofa, looking very serious, which makes me

feel fond of her. Come to think of it, I've never played a game with her. I

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should find time to try it. I heard you can build islands, visit others' islands,
and give each other items in the game. It sounds fun. It's like watching a
reality show about a kid going about their life at home. But I feel a bit
guilty about the camera in the bedroom. Maybe it's unnecessary to have a
camera there.

I'll find a chance to remove it.

While I'm watching her, Yu suddenly picks up her phone, reads something,
and rushes to the bedroom. She grabs a shoulder bag and leaves the room. I
straighten up and call Frank, the special employee, who said he could do
any job. I've assigned him to be a detective, and he's been on standby near
my condo since I gave him the task yesterday.

[Roger. If there's any progress, I'll report with photos immediately.]

Such a diligent employee. I chuckle and focus on my work, leaving

everything to Frank. While I'm reading documents, discussing with
important executives, or calling subordinates for project updates, Frank
sends me photos. So far, nothing seems too worrying.

She went to 7-Eleven.

She took a ride to a local market.

She stopped by a game store...

Does she want a new game?

"Excuse me for a moment. I have some important business."

I excuse myself from a trade partner discussion and type a message to

Frank.

Frung: What game did the target pick up?

Frank: Mario, but I'm not sure if it's the Olympic or Kart version.

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Frank: She picked it up, looked at it, and put it back before walking out.

Frung: Buy it. I'll pay you back. Do you have cash?

Frank: None, but if you transfer me some money, I'll buy it for you.

Frung: Okay.

I send him the money and prepare to return to the discussion. But out of the
corner of my eye, I see two female employees chatting intimately with
unusual body language. One has short, boyish hair, dresses neatly, and is
petite. The other is taller with long hair. I can tell they weren't just friends.

LGBTQ+ love, huh...

Or if anyone asks, we can say... we're a couple.

Is that what she meant? The love of a tom and a dee... [1]

I touch my hair, comparing its length to the cool-looking woman,

wondering.

I don't look cool and boyish at all. How could we date... Pixie must be
mistaken.

When I get home, I place the newly bought game on the table in front
of Yu and shrug slightly.

She looks at the game, frowns, and picks it up.

"You bought a game? Well, this is new."

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"I thought you might be bored playing the same games, so I bought this one
for you."

"It's like you knew I wanted to get a new game."

I smile smugly and raise an eyebrow.

"That's because I'm attentive. Where else would you find an employer this
thoughtful? You should be grateful."

"I've known for a long time that you're sweet, but actually... I want to play
another game more."

"What game?"

I turn quickly to look at her, wondering if this isn't the game she wanted the
most.

"A cooking game, but it needs two players. I want to play it with you."

"What? But today, didn't you pick up Mario..."

I say and then quickly shut my mouth because it feels like I've let out a
national secret. She looks at me for a moment and asks again.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing."

"You said you saw me pick up a game. When did you see that?"

"In a dream."

"Huh?"

"I took a nap this afternoon and dreamed that you went to a game store and
picked up a Mario game. So, I got inspired to buy it when I woke up. But
it's okay. Having this game is better than nothing."

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I smile as if it's not a big deal.

"Then, I'll stop by to buy the cooking game you mentioned later. We can
play together; it sounds fun."

"Okay."

Yu doesn't say anything else, seeming to be lost in thought. I walk to the

kitchen to pour a drink and remember something, so I start a conversation.

"Today at the company, I saw a tom-dee couple."

"Uh-huh."

Yu just listens without any particular opinion, but when she sees I don't
continue, she asks,

"And then?"

"That's it."

"Is this a story? Why is it so short?"

"That's all there is to it. Just wanted to say I saw a tom-dee couple today,
that's all."

"There must be something more. Otherwise, why would you bring it up?"
When she says that, I nod in agreement and speak my mind.

"Actually, there is... I just wondered why you asked me to be your girlfriend
today. I mean, neither I nor you looks like a tom."

"What?"

"If two women like each other, there has to be a masculine side and a cute,
girly side, right? But both of us... we're very girly."

"So, you're wondering, if we're not a tom and a dee, how can we be
girlfriends? Is that it?"

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"Yeah."

"You don't need a masculine or a feminine side to love each other. You're a
woman. I'm a woman. If we like each other, that's enough."

She smiles before walking to the counter between us and leaning down,
resting her chin on her hand.

"We don't have to be a tom and a dee to..."

"To...?"

"Fuck."

Pfft!!!

I spit the water in my mouth onto Yu, who said such a vulgar thing, making
the maid wipe her face and laugh.

"What is this? I'm all wet."

"What did you just say? That's so vulgar."

"Was it too crude?"

"Obviously. I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Ms. Frung, your face is red. So cute and so polite."

I walk away to my room while the maid follows me like a duckling.

"So, what do you say?"

"Say what?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Still not done playing?"

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"I can be either the masculine or the feminine side, whatever you want... I
can do it all."

"You crazy!"

Bang!

I slam the door in her face and quickly lean my back against it as if afraid
she'll break in. What's with her? She suddenly acted all serious. What's
more shocking is myself...

How can I feel good about those words?

I can do it all...

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Footnotes

1. ^Tom,' from the English word 'tomboy,' and 'dee,' from the English
word lady, are distinct gender identities in Thailand. Tom is associated
with masculinity while a dee looks, acts, and speaks in a manner
according to the female gender norm. Moeover, a dee is often engage in
relationships with a tom.

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 👣 11.Overcooked 👣
Up until now, I still haven't removed the camera from Yu's bedroom...

But I'm polite enough not to watch it. Or if I do, I avoid her bedroom and
only check what she's up to. Like today, from what I saw, she did nothing
unusual. She played games at home all day. And now, I have the game she
wants in my hands after ordering it online to be delivered to the office.
Initially, I planned to go back and play with her, but P' Kitt came to pick me
up for dinner first. So, I had to come back later than usual today.

And today, I won't make the same mistake!

Frung: No need to make dinner today. I'm eating out.

Yu: Who are you eating with?

Frung: My colleague.

I don't know why I can't just say outright that I'm with the guy I told her
about. It's not something that should be hidden, but deep down, I feel it's
better to keep quiet to avoid any sulking.

But why am I afraid of her sulking? I'm her boss. When did I become like
this?

"Have you thought about it yet?"

"About what?"

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"About dating me."

I completely forgot about this. Or rather, thoughts of P' Kitt barely cross my
mind. Each day, I'm too busy worrying about where Yu is going, who she's
with, what she wants to eat, if she's lonely, etc. When asked like that, I
could only falter.

"It takes time. Since we met the other day, it's only been three or four days.

"I believe that if it's meant to be, just a glance is enough to know. But I gave
you time to think because I want you to consider it thoroughly and talk to
your family about us.

"Why do I need to talk to my family?"

"When their kid dates someone, they want to know if that person is suitable.
I want you to introduce me to your family because I've already told mine
that there's someone I want to date, and that person is you.

I feel strangely uncomfortable. Even though I like him a lot, setting a

deadline and having everything planned out like a business negotiation
makes me uneasy. What P' Kitt said isn't wrong. Our backgrounds are like
that. When dating someone, our families have to know about that person. If
they see it's suitable, we can continue dating. Everything must be on equal
footing.

Wealth.

Education.

Taste.

The rest is just getting to know each other...

"I remember you have a fiancée, right? The one arranged by your family."

"She ran away. Having a new option like you, who's no less, my family has
no problem."

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"I haven't talked to my family about this. Everything is happening so fast
that I can't keep up."

"You can say I'm impatient. I want things to be clear. Besides, I'm afraid
you'll like someone else more than me. By the way, do you have someone
you like more than me now?"

"I do."

I answer honestly, and the sweet face that comes to mind first is hers. P' Kitt
looks a bit shocked before asking in a disappointed tone.

"Who?"

"The maid."

And when I say that, he sighs deeply and takes a drink.

"You like to joke and scare me. I thought it was some guy."

"You asked if I like someone more than you. I answered honestly that it was
the maid. The first thing that came to mind was her face."

"I'm starting to want to meet this maid."

"No way. She's too beautiful. She's mine,"

I answer with a slightly possessive tone.

"And the reason I haven't decided anything is because if our relationship

becomes real, there will be marriage involved."

"Uh-huh."

"Then what will I do with this maid?"

"There's nothing to do. You can bring her to live with us."

He laughs as if it's easy, but I shake my head.

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"I said no. She's too beautiful."

"Are you afraid I'll seduce the maid? What kind of person do you think I
am? I'm not a flirt... Or are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

I pull my neck back a bit and purse my lips.

"You make me happy. It seems I have hope."

I don't answer; I just sit and think to myself, then eat out of politeness. As
usual, my socializing ends, and I return to the condo. But today, when I
return, Yu doesn't run to greet me as usual. I hear the shower in the
bathroom, indicating the little maid is enjoying the warm water, humming a
song.

"Pixie, I'm back."

"Okaaaay."

A nasal voice responds, then continues humming. I press my ear to the door
to listen to what she's singing before walking to the sofa and looking at her
bedroom door, thinking.

This is a good chance to remove the camera...

Thinking that, I quickly walk to the door and turn the knob, but it's locked,
unlike that day.

Oh, come on!

"What are you doing, boss? Trying to sneak into my room again?"

Her sly tone and smirk make me shiver a bit.

"Just checking if the door works properly... Why do you lock it? Afraid I'll
steal something?"

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"That's not it, but lately, I feel strange."

"Strange?"

"I feel like being watched all the time, but I don't know why."

I straighten up, feeling guilty. Does she have such a good intuition?

But to avoid suspicion, I go along with it.

"You're imagining things. Who would do that?"

"I don't know. It feels like being stared at all the time. So, I lock the room in
case someone sneaks in when I'm alone... Have you seen the news about the
condo security guard who sneaked into a resident's room to steal stuff? I
have to protect myself. Like just now, I locked the door while showering."

"Oh... I see. Don't worry. If there's a thief or anyone, I'll be the first to
know."

"How will you know?"

"Because I installed..."

I almost blurt out, then roll my eyes a bit, thinking of an excuse.

"Installed what?"

"Install, according to the Cambridge Dictionary, means 'to put furniture, a

machine, or a piece of equipment into position and make it ready to use.'!!

"...."

"It can also mean, 'to put a computer program onto a computer so that the
computer can use it.'"

"Talking to you is exhausting."

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Yu shakes her head and unlocks her room. I look inside, feeling guilty and
wanting to remove the camera so badly. But it seems harder now that she's
so cautious because of that security guard news.

"What is it?"

"Hmm?"

"What are you looking at? I saw you peeking."

"Just looking around. Going to bed?"

"Do you want me to do something?"

"Kind of."

After I shower and change into comfortable clothes, we both sit in front of
the 75-inch TV with game controllers, fiercely competing in a game called
Overcooked. We have to cook in a kitchen, dividing tasks, with each level
having different obstacles. Sometimes, we can't keep up, serve the wrong
dish, or there's a fire. At first, it wasn't that hard. We divided our duties well.
Maybe because I'm an executive, organizing tasks is my forte, so I tell Yu
what to do systematically.

"So easy. What kind of game is this?"

"Right? They say this game makes you angry. I thought I'd get to argue with
you."

We laugh and keep playing. But... I underestimate this game.

Because later, the game gets intense. Each level gets harder, and we can't
keep up.

"I told you to get the tomatoes."

"I pressed the wrong button."

"Shouldn't have made mistakes."

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"Hey, I didn't want to make mistakes, either."

"See, there's a fire!"

"Then put it out. Why are you complaining?"

"Why can't I complain? You don't know how to play this thing."

"It's you don't know how to play it. All you did was bossing around. What
can you do?"

"Hey, I'm cooking here."

"What cooking? Looks like a total garbage."

"Those are my words. You can't even get tomatoes for me. You garbage
brain."

"Ms. Frung, you're crossing the line!"

"Ms. Frung, you're crossing the line!"

Yu stands up and throws the controller on the sofa angrily. The game, which
we're already losing, ends in defeat because she quits. I can't accept losing.

"Why are you like this? Quitting halfway is unacceptable."

"So what? I'm not playing."

"Don't use that tone with me."

"Why can't I? I'll do even more than this. Why? Why? Why?"

"Hey! I'm your boss. Show some respect."

"If you can't stand me, fire me."

"Fine, you're fired."

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"Fine!"

Yu stomps to her room, and I mimic her, stomping to my room, jumping on

the bed, and screaming into a pillow. The anger still lingers because I can't
accept losing. After sitting alone for over ten minutes to calm down, I
realize...

Am I really fighting with her over that cooking game?

'If you can't stand me, fire me.'

'Fine, you're fired.'

Right now, I'm blinking in utter shock. My anger made me blurt out
something crazy, and I couldn't stand it. I break my rule and vow not to
check the bedroom's CCTV, only to find Yu sitting on the bed crying with a
small suitcase beside her.

Oh my... She's packed her clothes!

I quickly jump out of bed and rush out of my room, stopping in front of her
room, feeling helpless. I raise my hand to knock but pull it back, open my
mouth to call but shut it tight, afraid of being yelled at. So, I just stand there
doing nothing until she opens the door herself, carrying her suitcase while
still in her pajamas.

We stand facing each other in silence.

"I'm leaving."

"Okay."

Yu glances at me briefly, then stomps her feet, bumping my shoulder as she

walks past. I follow her helplessly to the front door. She stops for a
moment, turning to me with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

"I'm really leaving now."

"Really?"

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"What do you mean, 'Really?' I'm leaving!"

"What should I do?"

"Do whatever you want."

I bite my lip and reach out to grab the hem of her shirt, unable to speak. I
hold on tightly to show I don't want her to go. I want to say something, but
I'm afraid if I do, I'll cry like a child, so I stay silent.

"I'm mad at you!"

"Please don't."

Tears stream down my cheeks with a shaky voice. I'm very sensitive, so
speaking out comes with weak tears.

"I should be the one crying. You just fired me."

"You said you'd quit."

"I said you should fire me, and you did."

"You should've said you wouldn't quit."

"I'm a servant. How can I say that?"

"You're mine....Hic."

I cry to tell her she's not a servant.

"Can't you stay, Pixie?"

"Waah, I'll stay. Ms. Frung, don't cry."

"Waaah."

She drops her suitcase and hugs me tightly. Now we're hugging and sobbing
together as if competing to see who can cry harder. I pull away and wipe

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her tears while she laughs and cries, wiping my tears, too.

"Ms. Frung, you don't look pretty when you cry."

"But you're still beautiful, whether you're crying or laughing."

I flatter her. Yu smiles a little and looks at me for a long time as if she's
thinking about something, then shakes her head.

"What? Is there something?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

"Better not say it."

"Come on, tell me. I want to know. I can tell that you want to do something
but stop yourself. Your body language says so... I'm an expert in this."

I say, sniffling, trying to show off.

"If you can read my body language, why don't you know what I want todo."

She seems to have made a decision. She stands on tiptoe, wraps her arms
around my neck, and gives me a light kiss on the lips before pulling away.
I'm stunned, wanting to smile but not knowing how to react.

"Goodnight."

Yu pulls away, grabs her suitcase, and heads back to her room. I can only
watch her in shock before shouting:

"Yu, just now...

"A goodnight kiss. We're good now, right?"

"Uh-huh."

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"See you in the morning."

Click.

Yu's bedroom door closes while I stand there, frozen for about half an
hour....

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 👣 12.Questions 👣
"Is Mr. Kitt the owner of that famous textile and bedding company?"

"Maybe."

I never knew anything about P' Kitt. Today, I came back home for our
weekly family dinner. Sundays are family days. It's a rule set by my parents.
No matter how busy I am, I have to come home to share updates about my
life with them on Sundays.

"What do you mean 'maybe'? Is he or is he not?"

Mom keeps pressing, but it doesn't make me any more enthusiastic because
I never cared.

"I guess so. I don't know much, just that he's wealthy."

"Some people are W.A.P., you know?"

"Wealthy and prosperous? Isn't that good?"

I shrug, understanding Mom's dirty joke, which makes her reach over and
pinch my waist in frustration.

"Why did you pinch me?"

"When you date someone, you need to know who they are, not just that
they're rich."

"It's not like I'm dating him. I'm just telling you what happened to me as
your daughter."

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"If he's not important, would you be telling us about him?"

This time, Dad speaks up after listening for a while. Usually, he doesn't
meddle much in my love life, leaving it to Mom.

"I had a crush on him back in school."

"That's a good sign, but the word 'had' is past tense. It sounds odd."

"People change as they grow up."

I sigh, recalling the kiss from the other day. It's still stuck in my head. The
next morning, after making up, Yu acted normal, as if that goodnight kiss
was something everyone did. It annoyed me because while I couldn't sleep,
she acted like nothing happened, like she was teasing me!

"So, what changed as you grew up?"

Mom asks while serving me food, a habit I don't particularly like because
she always piles my plate without asking, but I know she means well.

"Did you and Dad get married because you loved each other?"

I change the subject, looking at my parents curiously. I heard they were

arranged to marry, but their relationship has lasted until now.

"No, we didn't love each other."

Dad answers simply while Mom shifts uncomfortably.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"What's it like to be forced to live together without love? And now, do you
love each other?"

The question makes them both go silent. Dad purses his lips and nods,
ready to share the truth. After all, it's family day.

"Living together made us grow closer. That's how we had you."

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"Did you have someone you loved before marrying each other?"

"Alright, no more questions."

Mom raises her hand to stop me, clearly irritated.

"Next time, be more subtle. Asking this kind of thing directly makes it
awkward."

"I thought I was close enough to ask you guys anything. Fine, I won't ask
anymore."

"Is there something you want to know? You can ask anything. You, too,
don't shut her down. If we can't talk to her, she won't talk to anyone. You
know she struggles to connect with others."

Dad scolds Mom, who slumps in defeat.

"Fire away. We'll answer everything, even how to make a baby."

"Sure, if I have questions about that, I'll ask you."

"Why did you say that? You know she'll actually ask us that!"

Dad scolds Mom, rubbing his temples before clearing his throat.

"Go on, but don't ask about that. Look it up online.

I chew my cheek and nod, asking directly.

"Have you ever been interested in the people of the same sex?"

My question is dismissed as nonsense, and they change the subject.

Family day ends with Mom looking puzzled by my strange questions.

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"Are you sure there's nothing going on?"

Mom asks as she walks me to my car. I look at her and shake my head.

"What could there be? I was just asking."

"Why did you bring up same-sex love?"

"I was just curious about your views. Do you like it? Are you indifferent, or
does it make you disgusted?"

"I'm disgusted."

Mom answers without hesitation, making me pause before continuing the

conversation.

"Why do you feel so? Any personal reasons?"

"No, it's just not natural. So, don't think about it too much."

Mom waves her hand, trying to change the subject.

"By the way, if things go well with that guy, bring him to meet us
sometime."

"If things go well... I have a date with P' Kitt around four."

"Then hurry up, don't keep him waiting."

Even though Mom has never met P' Kitt, she seems eager for me to see him.
It feels like she's pushing me, and the more she pushes, the less I want to do
it. But I can't cancel it since I already made plans.

Dating can be so boring and repetitive. Why is it always dinner, movies,

music, and small talk? It doesn't add any depth to the relationship. Right
now, I'm at a private movie screening with P' Kitt in a sectioned-off area
that feels like home. While watching the movie, my mind drifts, and P'
Kitt's hand lightly touches mine as if he's seeking permission. I tense up but
smile and let him hold my hand, even though it feels strange.

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"What kind of movies do you usually watch?"

"I don't watch much. I usually leave it on and let the movie watch me.

I answer honestly. The TV at home is more like a piece of furniture.

Without its seventy-five-inch screen, the room wouldn't look as luxurious. It
was just for show until Yu started working as a maid, and we had the chance
to play games and argue.

Thinking about it makes me laugh at how serious we were. We were crying

a river, and I almost fired her.

"What's so funny?"

P' Kitt asks, seeing me laugh out of nowhere. I just shake my head.

"Nothing, just random thoughts.

After holding hands for a while, my palm gets sweaty, and I want to pull
away. But I feel bad for the effort he made to hold it. Luckily, Frank, who
works even on weekends, sends a message with a picture, giving me an
excuse to check my phone.

Frank: The target is dining at a fancy restaurant.

Frank: sent a picture

I focus on the blurry picture taken from a distance. The restaurant's glass
walls reflect the outside light, making it hard to see. I can barely make out
that it was Pixie with a well-dressed woman with an old-fashioned hairdo.

Frung: Can't you take a clearer picture?

Frank: If I get closer, they'll know I'm spying on them.

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Frung: Did you take this with a calculator? I can't see anything.

Frung: Do whatever it takes to find out who she's with, what they're doing,
and why.

I lick my lips in frustration at the lousy photographer. P' Kitt takes phone
and hides it behind him, shaking his head.

"It's rude to use your phone during a movie."

"But I..."

I meet his eyes and nod.

"Okay, I won't use it."

"Is it work?"

"Not really. Never mind."

"Why do you seem so annoyed? Is it about the maid again?"

His question surprises me. How does he know? He laughs nervously.

"Should I be jealous? Why do you seem so interested in her?"

"Jealous of what? She's a woman."

"Exactly, but seeing you so interested makes me unsure... You don't like
women, right?"

"No, I don't,"

I answer quickly, feeling odd inside. Being cornered like that makes me
uncomfortable.

"If I liked women, I wouldn't be watching a movie with you."

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"Hey, I was just kiddin-'

Before he can finish his sentence, a staff member approaches and politely
asks us to stop talking and lower our voices. P' Kitt apologizes, and I give a
weak smile, knowing we're in the wrong.

"Don't be mad. I was just teasing you. Let's watch the movie."

"Should we kiss?"

"Huh?"

"So it can be over and done with. And you won't think I like girls anymore."

"I told you I was just kiddin-"

I'm the one who lunges at him, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull
his handsome face down. It's like I'm forcing him to do what I want. Our
lips press together, but strangely, I don't feel anything at all.

"Now, we can continue watching the movie."

After doing something I wanted to try, I pulled away from him andwent
back to watching the movie. P' Kitt was left sitting there, stunned and
frozen, not saying another word to me until the movie ended, and we parted
ways around 10 PM.

Yu is still acting the same. When I get back to my room, the sweet- faced
person playing games in front of the TV runs to greet me, acting as if she's
been home all day. I pause to look at her lips for a moment, comparing them
to P' Kitt's, and it oddly irritates me.

"Did you have fun at home?"

"A bit lonely, you weren't here."

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"Really?"

"Why did you ask that?"

"Well... I don't know. I was just thinking that you might snuck out today but
didn't tell me."

"You talk like you know everything. Did you secretly have someone follow
me?"

"What kind of person do you think I am?"

"Exactly, only a crazy person would do that."

I straighten up, feeling a bit annoyed because it feels like I'm being
sarcastically criticized. I smile and walk away to my bedroom. We go to our
separate bedrooms as we do every day, except that after I shower, I feel
restless because my mind won't stop thinking.

Why am I like this?

Ever since that kiss with her, I've been irritated all the time, even now.

I just went on a date with a guy I secretly liked, but I didn't feel anything.
Everything seemed empty, like a can with a hole that no matter how much
water you pour in, it all leaks out. He didn't make me feel as good as I
thought he would. Instead, I've been thinking about Yu since the first day
we met for no reason.

This is so unreasonable!

Even though I keep telling myself that I won't invade my maid's privacy
anymore, I still pick up my phone and check the camera in her bedroom.
But it's pitch dark; I can't see anything. I shake my phone, thinking the
screen has gone off.

Geez, why does it have to break now? I want to see what she's doing.

I miss her!

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What? I miss her, even though we just parted five minutes ago?

I grip my phone tightly and pace around my room, not knowing what to do.
As I'm biting my lip, wondering how to deal with this insomnia, there's a
knock on my bedroom door. When I open it, Yu is standing there with her
arms crossed, looking at me with a determined glint in her eyes.

"Ms. Frung."

"I thought you were asleep."

"Do you remember when I said I felt like I was being watched all the time?"

"Uh-huh."

"Turns out I was really being watched."

Yu holds up a pinhole camera.

"Someone put this behind the picture frame in the bedroom."

Gulp...

"Why did you do this?!"

I got caught!

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 👣 13.No Longer 👣
I got caught...

Ugh! Now I understand why criminals feel so pressured during

interrogations. In my life, I've never done anything sneaky before. I've only
ever caught others doing wrong. But this is the first time I've done
something wrong and got caught red-handed. The evidence is right there,
and Yu doesn't seem to be a fool either.

"It's for security purposes."

"Where did you install them?"

"Well..."

I roll my eyes.

"Because it's for security, I won't tell you where they're installed. If thieves
find out, they'll avoid the cameras."

Yu is silent for a moment before she speaks in a serious, angry tone that
makes my skin crawl.

"Or did you install the cameras because you're afraid I'll steal something?"

"No!"

I respond quickly because I don't want my intentions to be misunderstood.

When I speak loudly like that, it brings a brief smile to her face, but it
quickly fades because this isn't a situation where anyone should be smiling.

"Then why can't you tell me where they're installed?"

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"...."

"It's okay. Just leave them as they are."

"Huh?"

At first, I thought I'd misheard, so I asked again:

"What?"

"I said leave the cameras as they are. I'll put this one back in its place."

"Why?"

"No reason. If you want to maintain security in the house, what can I do?
This is your house, after all."

At first, I thought she'd throw a fit and argue with me, then pack her bags
and leave again. Instead, she remains indifferent, not showing any emotion,
and even plans to put the camera back in its original place.

"Are you being sarcastic?"

"No, why would I?"

"But what I did violates..."

I stop myself because I don't know if I should continue. Pointing out my

own wrongdoing seems foolish, but I still don't understand.

"Violates my personal privacy, right?"

"You know that term?"

"Why wouldn't I? Do you think I'm that dumb?"

"Well, you're poor and uneducated."

"...."

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"I mean, you don't seem to know such difficult words... I'm not insulting
you, haha."

I try to explain as best as I can, and that makes Yu sigh deeply.

"You underestimate me too much. Since you know it's a violation, then just
leave it. Because you wouldn't watch me while I'm bathing, dressing, or
sleeping... right?"

At this point, I straighten up because I feel guilty and uncomfortable. I've

already seen everything in her bedroom. Now, I don't know what expression
I'm making, but Yu, who is observing me closely, narrows her eyes with
suspicion.

"Or do you secretly watch me while I'm sleeping?"

"No!"

I respond almost immediately, and that brings a smile from the maid, which
I can't decipher.

"Good. It'd feel strange if someone secretly watched us while we slept...

Don't you think?"

Yu's 'Don't you think?' makes me smile awkwardly. It's strange. She sleeps
without clothes yet insists on putting the camera back in its original place.
Even if the reason is to catch thieves, as I claimed, knowing there's a
camera should make her more embarrassed, not less. Why?

"Yeah."

"And about having someone follow me..."

"How did you know!?"

I look shocked. Yu sighs and shakes her head.

"I told you, I'm not dumb. There's no way a Mario game would end up in
my room without someone spying or following me."

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She raises an eyebrow and smiles triumphantly. I feel a bit down and pout
like a child caught doing something wrong.

"I'll tell him to stop following you."

I quickly say that because I don't want her to scold me or, in other words, I
want to show remorse before being pointed out.

"Thank you."

"But..."

"Yes?"

"... '

"The person you met today, who was she?"

Even though I said I wouldn't violate her privacy, I can't help but ask. Yu
pauses for a moment, so I answer for her,

"You aren't..."

"Aren't what?"

"You aren't finding a new employer, are you?"

My question brings a smile to her face before she reaches out to pinch my
cheek, something no maid should do to their employer.

"Where would I find another employer as cute as this?"

From pinching my cheek, she changes to gently touching it. The warm
touch of her palm makes me tilt my head slightly as if to snuggle. I don't
know why I do it. I'm like a puppy wanting to cuddle its owner, like a lover
seeking attention.

Wait... like a lover?

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I immediately pull away from her hand and straighten up.

"Right, there's no other employer as cute as me. Go to bed early. Tomorrow,

you have to wake up early to prepare breakfast for me."

"Yes, I'll go to bed now."

She raises the small camera again and winks.

"I'll put it back in its place. Don't sneak a peek at me, okay?"

"Why would I watch you sleep?"

"Exactly. But I just want to remind you not to watch. Because if you do."

"And what if I do?"

"Nothing."

She says only that and walks away. I can only watch her back, feeling
annoyed by her attitude. What kind of person does she think I am? If I say I
won't watch, I won't!

That night, I lie in bed, reviewing some work before taking off my glasses
and preparing to turn off the lights. But for a moment, I wonder if Yu is
asleep yet. My eyes glance at my phone before I lift my chin and silently
say,

"Hmph."

I won't watch her. I already said I won't.

I turn off the lights and cover myself with a blanket, ready to sleep. Even
though my eyes are closed, my mind keeps wandering, unable to stop
thinking if the maid is asleep yet. What position is she sleeping in? And her
clothes... is she still undressed?

Why do I care if she's wearing clothes to sleep or not? I don't want to know
and don't want to see, no!

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.

One hour later...

I'm too restless, so I turn on the lamp again and pick up my phone, watching
random clips on Twitter. There's a lot of gossip on social media to distract
me. But while scrolling through political tweets, someone suddenly posts a
porn video, and I accidentally click on it.

Ugh...

The explicit video with moaning sounds makes me quickly mute it. Even
though I feel embarrassed, I don't close the video. Instead, I keep watching.
The woman's face in the video isn't clear as it focuses more on her body,
which is dangerous because my mind unintentionally replaces her face with
Yu's.

"Ah... ah, ah, ah."

My imagination is running wild. The moaning, the body, the movements,

the thrusts make me bite my lip and quickly place my phone face down on
the bed. My heart races, almost making me faint from the blood rush.

Why is this happening... Is it because I've seen her naked?

I close the video and decide to check the camera in the maid's bedroom.
Even though I told myself I wouldn't, I ended up watching what the sweet-
faced person was doing. She's already asleep. Her bare shoulders above the
blanket indicate she's still sleeping naked. Only the blanket covers her,
hiding what's below.

My imagination is running wild. The moaning, the body, the movements,

the thrusts make me bite my lip and quickly place my phone face down on
the bed. My heart races, almost making me faint from the blood rush.

Why is this happening... Is it because I've seen her naked?

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I close the video and decide to check the camera in the maid's bedroom.
Even though I told myself I wouldn't, I ended up watching what the sweet-
faced person was doing. She's already asleep. Her bare shoulders above the
blanket indicate she's still sleeping naked. Only the blanket covers her,
hiding what's below.

What a shame....

I feel disappointed not seeing more and ashamed of myself at the same
time. My hand slips into my pants to check if the wetness is from my
period, and it's not. Just from that video, my body reacts disgustingly.

I'm disgusted.'

My mother's words echo in my head, causing pain in my chest. This isn't

normal. Even if the general society is more open about this now, not in my
family or those of my social status.

I need to get rid of these thoughts immediately!

Everything continues as usual.

I wake up looking refreshed. Thanks to the concealer under my eyes and my

cheerful pretense, no one can tell that I'm actually not. I glance at the small
person busy preparing breakfast and pretend to help, striking up a
conversation.

"Why didn't you ask where I went yesterday?"

"You said every Sunday is family day, so I thought you were with your
parents."

"Smart."

"I'm both a maid and a personal secretary. See? I can be anything for you."

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Yu winks playfully. I can't help but move closer, sniffing around her nape
until she turns and flinches slightly as our noses accidentally touch.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, just watching what you're making for breakfast. I want to learn."

She smells really nice, or maybe I'm just finding excuses to be near her. All
those disgusting thoughts make me click my tongue in frustration and turn
away, which Yu notices.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

"You seem a bit off today. Is there something you want to tell me? Is
something wrong?" Yu tilts her head slightly and gives me an adorably
curious look. I chew on the inside of my cheek, deciding to talk about what
I'd planned to say this morning.

"We're close now, right?"

"What's this about?"

Yu laughs, clearly amused.

"I think we're close. We argue and make up quickly. It's a good
relationship."

"I wonder what exactly we are."

"Huh?"

I pretend to phrase it like a question to see how she reacts.

"We're best friends, right?"

"I... guess."

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"That's great. You're my first best friend,"

I say with a strangely bitter smile.

"Best friends are someone who listens to both our joys and sorrows, right?
That's what they do."

"Is there something you want to talk about, Ms. Frung?"

"Yesterday, I went to see a movie with the person I'm considering."

"...."

Yu goes silent before turning back to continue cooking.

"And?"

"We kissed."

"...."

"I was the one who pulled him in for the kiss,"

I continue, walking back to the dining table, afraid my voice might crack
too much. Everything needs to seem cool when telling this story. It has to
feel natural, like girl talk.

"It felt soft on the lips."

"Okay."

"I'll bring him to meet you later because you're important to me."

"...."

"You're the only best friend I have."

Yu comes over to serve the food, maintaining a normal expression before

sitting down across from me and nodding in acknowledgment.

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"How nice. You sure care about me a lot to share something like this," she
says.

"So, I guess it means we can't be a couple anymore."

I laugh as I say it, trying to make it seem like her earlier comment was just
a joke, even though it made me overthink. Yu looks me in the eye before
saying something that hurts even more.

"That's too bad. I thought I'd be with you forever."

"...."

"Now that you have a boyfriend, I have to go my own way, too."

"Why can't we stay together forever?"

"Don't be greedy."

"...."

"Because if you have a boyfriend, I have to have one, too. I won't stay
alone."

She speaks with a rather stubborn tone before standing up, but I grab her
wrist first, both out of possessiveness and the pain of her indifference. I
squeeze her wrist tightly.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No."

"Then why are you holding my hand?"

"Then I won't."

I let go of her hand, but she grabs my wrist instead. This time, she squeezes
my arm tightly before leaning in and kissing me hard. Caught off guard, I
forget to breathe for a moment before starting to follow her lead as her

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small tongue slips into my mouth. It's a completely different sensation from
what I did with P' Kitt, and it feels much more intense. My lower stomach
is filled with mixed emotions.

Just from a kiss... I see images in my head from last night when I watched
that porn video, imagining what face and what sounds she'd make. My hand
slips into her hair, gently gripping it as if wanting to release raw emotions.
But my phone rings, snapping me back to reality, and I push her away.

Rrrrrrrr..

The phone keeps ringing and vibrating, but no matter how important the
call is, I don't answer because the situation in front of me is more
dangerous.

"Get out."

"...."

"You can no longer stay here."

"Ms. Frung."

"You're fired."

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 👣 14.Stanley 👣
I accidentally bite my lip while saying that, feeling a sharp pain in my
chest. I want to take back my words, but it seems too late because once
something is said, it's hard to undo. So now, I just stay silent and keep a
straight face, waiting to see what she'll say next.

How did I become like this, saying things without thinking them through?
I'm the one who dragged her out of that rented house. If I kick her out like
this, where will she go?

"You're firing me? Have you lost your mind? Do you think I'm gonna
let you do this to me?"

"Huh?"

My mind, which is racing to find a way to take back what I said, pauses for
a moment when I hear her respond like that.

"I've watched you screw up this office for ten years, and I'm filing a
lawsuit, and I'm gonna tell them about every stupid thing you've ever
done up in this office."

"...."

"I finally understand how Stanley feels in The Office."

Yu crosses her arms and laughs, seemingly annoyed, while lightly pushing
my chest as if she doesn't know the meaning of respect.

"You dragged me here, and now you're kicking me out just like that. It's not
right. If you want me to leave, at least let me find a new place first or give

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me the first month's salary I should get. If you're not satisfied, have
someone drag me out."

"...."

"Because I'm not leaving."

Yu crosses her arms as if I'd throw a dagger at her chest. I almost sigh in
relief but have to keep a stern face to match my previous statement of
kicking her out.

"You're just going to refuse that?"

"Well, can I?"

"Fine."

What else can I say? Arguing too much might make her actually pack up
and leave. From now on, I have to be careful with what I say or do. Words
are powerful, and lately, I've been blurting out strange things.

"But if you're staying, you must not..."

"I won't stay long. Just need to save up for a month or two, find a new job,
and I'll move out. Maybe even by the end of this month."

Move out? That's crazy. Didn't she just say she wouldn't leave? Why is she
bringing this up again?

"You don't have to rush."

"If I stay any longer..."

The sweet-faced girl, who was about to walk past me to her room, says,
leaving me almost collapsing because my legs go weak.

"It won't just be a kiss."

I grab her wrist as she's about to walk away and stare into her eyes.

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"Why did you do that?"

"Ms. Frung, do you really not understand why I did that? If you don't
understand, then why did you kiss back?"

"Kiss back? No, I didn't."

"Think back to what just happened. You'll remember the details. You kicked
me out because you were scared, right?"

"Why would I be scared?"

Yu doesn't answer and leaves me alone in the living room. So, she's not
leaving. No, she said she might stay only until the end of this month.

Ugh.

Why has the situation turned out like this? I love and care for her omore
than anything. When something like this happens, it makes it hard to face
her.

Why did she kiss me? Does she like girls like that tom and dee couple? Or
is it because we're too close? It must be that. I might've made her
misunderstand something because even I got confused by this, even though
I've never been like this before. I need to fix this before my life and
thoughts change!

But it has to be a solution where I can still have her around.

"What happened? Why did you suddenly ask me to find a psychiatrist

for you? If you're not feeling well, you can tell me."

I, who had arranged to have lunch with my mom, mentioned wanting to see
a psychiatrist. The elderly woman looked very shocked, even though seeing
a psychiatrist is quite normal these days.

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"If telling you would make me feel better, why would people study to
become doctors? Do you have any recommendations? If not, it's okay. I'll
find one myself."

"What are you going to talk to the doctor about?"

"...."

"Can't you tell me?"

I can't tell her. Mom is even more closed-minded about this than I am. I
raise an eyebrow slightly, then take a sip of water before changing the
subject.

"I kissed P' Kitt."

"What?"

Mom, who was about to take a bite of spaghetti, dropped her fork with a
clatter, making the staff rush over to replace it.

"You changed the subject too quickly. You didn't tell me the thing I wanted
to know, and now you are telling me the thing you didn't need to tell."

"You said to update you if anything happened. So, I told you. Or do you not
want to know anymore?"

"I do want to know, but there's something I want to know more... Frung, are
you hiding something from me? I've noticed a lot of things.

"I'm full."

I wave to call the staff to get the bill.

"I have some errands to run. Tell Dad I miss him."

"Only Dad? What about me?"

"Do I have to miss you when we see each other?"

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"I miss you every day."

"Why do you miss me every day?"

"Because it's love."

I pause for a moment, then lick my lips and call the staff again. For a
moment, I feel shocked that every time I talk to Mom, my mind drifts to
someone else.

If thinking about someone all the time is love, then I love Pixie.

It doesn't make sense. She's just a cute maid with a pretty smile who talks
sweetly every day. Love should have more reasons than that. This
is...nonsense.

Knock, knock, knock.

I return to my room early and knock on Yu's door. She should be inside. She
opens the door with a cold expression because our unresolved issue from
yesterday still lingers.

"Why are you back so early today?"

"I bought something for you. What are you doing?"

"Searching for a new job.

Hearing that, I immediately frown because I feel annoyed, but I keep it to

myself and change the subject.

"I bought the noodles from a famous shop for you. I saw them and thought
of you, so I stopped by."

"That's quite an effort."

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She smiles slightly, knowingly.

"Are you trying to make up with me?"

"Make up? For what? No."

"Well, someone suddenly kicked me out yesterday. Maybe you're afraid I'll
feel bad, so you had to do something."

How does she guess so accurately? After parting with Mom, I quickly
searched for the nearest famous restaurant to find an excuse to come back
and talk to her to clear things up. But with her being so straightforward,
what should I do now?

"Come on, I'm just buying food for you. Then, from now on, I won't do
anything nice for you anymore."

"Good, because it made me confused. After what happened yesterday, I

thought about giving up on you.

"Giving up?"

My voice is a bit loud as I repeat that. I can't even admit that I like her, but
she's already thinking about giving up.

"Yes, giving up. You wouldn't think I kissed you because I see you as a
puppy or love and care for you like a daughter, right? Because no child
kisses their mom with a tongue like that."

"What are you talking about? Aren't you embarrassed?"

I don't need a mirror to know how red my face is right now because,
honestly, my cheeks are burning. I can feel the blood pumping.

"I'm just telling the truth. And I'm saying I'm giving up on you to make you
feel better. I mean, come on... how can two women love each other, right?"

"Did you just realize that?"

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"Yes, you made me realize it. I need to know my place. I'm just a servant."

"I don't see you as a servant. If I'm going to reject that kind of relationship,
it's not because of our statuses."

"Whatever the reason, I have no hope. So, it's better to give up. And to
make it work, I need to find a new job. Staying away from you as far as
possible is what I need to do... Enough talking. Where's the food? Let me
try it and see how good it is."

Yu takes the food bag and walks to put it in a bowl while I stand there,
feeling frustrated. She's doing well, but I don't like that she keeps talking
about giving up as if trying to provoke me.

"Duck noodles?"

"Yeah."

"I don't eat duck, but since you bought it, I'll try."

The sweet-faced girl adds some seasoning and starts eating. She enjoys the
taste. Even though she said she doesn't eat duck, she can't stop eating,
making me feel like she was just joking earlier.

"You said you don't eat duck."

Because her face is too cute while eating, I can't help but watch her,
mesmerized. As she chews, she smiles with her eyes closed and describes
the taste.

"You have good taste. Even the noodles are delicious. I never ate any duck,
but now I'm a die-hard fan."

"You're exaggerating."

I laugh and gently tuck her hair behind her ear, afraid it might fall into the
bowl.

"You're being nice to me like this; how will I ever give up on you?"

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"What?

"You want me to give up on you, but you continue to charm me, buy me
delicious food, and tuck my hair behind my ear like you care. It makes me
used to it."

She says, pouting,

"Can't you just like me?"

BA-DUM...

BA-DUM...

That straightforward question leaves me stunned. Our eyes lock, and I'm the
one who has to look away first.

"That means you can't. It's okay."

"When did you start liking me?"

Though I've avoided talking about this since yesterday, this time, I'm asking
her directly, making her look equally surprised before smiling.

"A long time ago."

"How long is your 'a long time'? We haven't even known each other for a
month. Your love is such a fleeting one."

"If people love each other, it happens quickly. Those who wait for a long
time are the ones who aren't sure about their feelings."

"What do you like about me?"

"Well..."

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She thinks for a moment until I have to give her some choices to pick from.

"I'm beautiful?"

"Maybe."

"Rich?"

"Well, yes."

"Smart?"

"No."

"I'm not smart?"

"You act like a bitch."

"What!?"

Yu, who has finished her last bite, takes the bowl to wash. For a moment, I
see a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth, and it makes me unable to
resist following her to the sink to clear things up.

"How am I acting like a bit- Insufferable? That's not a nice thing to say."

"You're unpredictable. Sometimes, you say things directly; sometimes, you

act like you want one thing but say the complete opposite. Just like when
you kicked me out yesterday."

"How so?"

"You didn't want me to leave the house even for a step. Isn't that true?"

She turns to face me directly, letting the water run behind her. Now our
noses lightly touch, and I don't think of pulling away.

I want to lean in but can only stand still... not even pulling away because
the distance is too precious.

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"I like you."

"You've said that many times today."

"When I sleep, I sleep naked."

"...."

"And you know that."

She doesn't seem surprised when she says that. As I prepare to pull away,
she grabs my collar to keep our distance the same so she can look at me
closer.

"Tonight, I won't use a blanket."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"In case someone wants to watch, and I'll let them. I have no problem with
that."

"That's too perverted."

"People who sleep naked aren't perverted. Those who secretly watch them
are. But anyway... now you don't have to sneak. I know there's a camera and
allow you to watch me. Ms. Frung, if you want to watch, go ahead. And if
you get lonely while watching...

"Just knock on my door. I won't lock it. Yes... and I'm seducing you, in case
you don't know."

Is she testing my patience?!!!

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 👣15.What's In The Room👣
Whenever someone tells us not to look, we always get curious about what it
is that we're not supposed to see. But why is that... Because Yu said I could
look, I feel even more that I shouldn't. Yet, my eyes keep fixating on my
phone, thinking about opening the CCTV app to spy on the sleeping body
like a creep. I've never been like this. Nudity has always been something I
considered indecent, or if seen from another angle, art. But that should be in
paintings, not in CCTV images.

Humans are noble creatures. We can control ourselves and our thoughts,
unlike common animals. So, let me state right here: In the name of my
grandfather, I'll never sneak a peek!

"Did you sleep well last night?"

I wake up early to do yoga, and as soon as I see the little maid, she asks me
with curiosity.

"Same as always."

"I saw you up early; I thought you couldn't sleep."

"Why would I have trouble sleeping?"

"I don't know. Maybe you were anxious, arguing with yourself about
whether to sneak a peek or not, and in the end, you couldn't sleep, so you
exercised early to distract yourself."

"You're full of yourself."

I'm starting to get paranoid about how this little one knows everything.
Maybe I'm not the only one with a hidden camera; maybe she has one, too,

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without me knowing. I'll have to search my room when I get the chance.
She knows I have a hidden camera, but I don't know about hers. It feels like
losing, and I can't stand it.

"So, how was it?"

"How was what?"

"Did you sneak a peek last night?"

The person asking serves me orange juice and props up her chin in her
palm, smiling mischievously like she's teasing me. I find her actions more
cute than annoying, so I don't stop her. No matter what this maid does, she
always looks infuriatingly adorable.

"I didn't."

"Wow... so strong-willed. Last night, I even endured the cold without a

blanket, hoping you'd look. Well, tonight I'll try again, but I'll turn off the
air conditioner."

"Pixie, you must be crazy."

"Crazy in love, Ms. Frung. You wouldn't understand how it feels to hope
you'd come and knock on my door."

She walks away to clean the dishes in the kitchen after cooking. I chew my
bread, watching her, and imagine what's under those clothes before shaking
my head in frustration. I'm not like this, but she's making me this way!

"I'm full. I'm off to work."

"Don't forget to sneak peek. I'll be walking around naked all day."

"What?"

I'm genuinely getting annoyed by her teasing and turn to make a sound of
disapproval. The sweet-faced girl laughs and then hugs me tightly, showing
no fear of me as if she no longer sees me as her employer.

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"Come back soon. It's lonely being alone in the room.

"I don't know. It depends if I have something to do."

"When you see me begging you a lot, you act all high and mighty, huh? But
whatever, if I seduce you every day, there has to be a day when I get what I
want. Ouch!"

I flick her forehead. The one saying cheeky things bares her teeth at me.

"I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Bye-bye."

Even though I act annoyed by her teasing, when I'm alone, I smile and find
her adorable. The contradiction within me is something only I understand. I
know I feel very special, but I can't accept it for many reasons. It's quite
unbelievable that a girl who never felt anything for people of the same sex
before, like me, is now deeply infatuated with another girl. So, it wouldn't
be strange if I wanted to see a psychiatrist. Intimacy might be confusing me,
and if there's a way to treat it, I should try, right?

As I'm about to enter the office, I spot the same female employee with a
masculine demeanor waiting for the elevator alone. When she sees me, she
steps back as if to let me go first.

"It's okay. Let's go together."

"Thank you."

This opportunity seems perfect. It's as if heaven knows I want to talk to her
but never had the chance. So, when the elevator arrives and we get in alone,
I take the opportunity to chat, asking about her well-being, even though I've
never done this before. I'm usually too lazy to do a small talk. Most
employees are afraid of me because of my stern face, which is good

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because it means I don't have to talk much. But today, I'm being friendly.
This time, I'll be the one to start the conversation.

"How's working here?"

"Huh?"

The tomboyish girl, standing with her hands clasped modestly, looks
surprised before smiling shyly.

"It's good, ma'am. Everyone is friendly. No problems."

"Uh-huh."

I nod and try to ask indirectly.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

This is as indirect as I can get. She widens her eyes a bit before laughing
awkwardly.

"I...I do."

"Is it the girl I saw the other day? The small one with light brown hair
drinking green tea in front of the building?"

I try to recall details to be specific. She nods quickly, avoiding eye contact.

"Do you know there's a rule here that employees can't date each other."

Gulp...

I notice her breath hitch. My instinct to assert authority as the boss makes
me laugh to cover it up.

"Just kidding. Don't worry. Just don't let too many people know."

"Yes, ma'am."

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"But seriously, it's still against the rules. Should I fire you?"

"...."

"It was a joke. Why aren't you laughing?"

Because her face looks like she's about to cry, I quickly smile to cover it up.
But it seems my smile only scares her more. Finally, when the elevator
stops at a floor she didn't press, and she looks like she's about to leave, I
speak firmly.

"If you leave, I'll really fire you."

"...."

"I have something to discuss."

It seems I have to stop beating around the bush. The tomboyish girl, ready
to bolt, stands still and quiet as the elevator continues to the upper floors.

"What's it like dating a woman?"

"...."

"I'm doing research... for a website. I'm focusing on the LGBT community.
Just answer honestly, and I promise I won't fire you."

"Yes, ma'am... Dating a woman is fine. I'm happy."

"Did you always like women?"

I cross my arms and glance at her with interest.

"When did you know you liked women? Did you ever like men?"

"I've known since early on that I like women. I prefer looking at beautiful
women and their shapes more than men. If I choose a movie or show, I pick
based on the heroine."

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"If you like women so much, why dress like a man?"

"Men's clothes are more stylish, in my opinion."

"Does that make you a tom?"

"Yes, that's what they call it."

"And women who dress like women but like other women... what are they
called? Dee?"

"Actually, you don't need to label it. There are many sexual orientations and
genders: bi, tom, dee, cherry [*[1]], gay, or nothing at all."

"What about criticism... like from your family? Don't your parents mind?"

"At first, there were some issues, but they turned a blind eye and called my
girlfriend a friend."

"And your girlfriend's family? No issues there?"

"There are, but we feel it's our business, so we continue dating."

"Aren't you embarrassed holding hands in public?"

"Nowadays, it's more accepted. People see it as normal."

"Normal..."

I murmur to myself, nodding slightly in disagreement.

"Is liking the same sex normal?"

"Normal for those who want to be happy. I'm happy with my girlfriend, so
it's normal for us."

"Have you ever... seen a psychiatrist?"

I'm getting more personal, making the tomboyish girl blink at me.

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"No, because I know a doctor can't help. I saw a show where a transgender
host said they went to a psychiatrist for help but got nothing. It's a
preference, a taste."

"Uh-huh."

Ding!

The elevator had reached the floor long ago, but I kept pressing buttons to
prolong the conversation until I got the answers I wanted. After she left, my
mom called at the perfect time, or maybe she called earlier, but there was no
signal in the elevator.

"Yes, Mom."

[I've scheduled a psychiatrist for you tomorrow at 2 PM. The doctor's name
is Pilaipan.]

"Thank you. You don't need to come. I want to consult privately."

I quickly interject because my mom will insist on coming.

[You're so independent now, huh? I guess you don't need me anymore. If

you're hungry or want something, don't tell me.]

"I won't. Someone else takes care of that for me."

[Who?]

"Goodbye."

I hang up the call and get back to work. My professionalism forces me to

try to shake off my personal feelings and focus on my job first. But still, the
feelings in my chest follow me like a shadow. Whenever I have a moment
of free time, my mind automatically finds something to think about. It's
always like this whenever I glance at my phone.

free time, my mind automatically finds something to think about. It's

always like this whenever I glance at my phone.

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.

'Don't forget to sneak peek. I'll be walking around naked all day.'

Is that a challenge to prevent me from sneaking a peek? She might be

saying this because she knows I respect personal privacy (really?). If it's a
trap, I won't fall for it.

I need to check what she's doing now. I'm not looking in her bedroom, just
the ones outside, which is perfectly fine.

I don't know why, but I clear my throat a bit when I grab my phone and
open the CCTV app. Before I know it, I'm jumping up, grabbing my bag,
and rushing out of the office back to my apartment in shock. I see my mom
in the room with the maid... the latter wearing only an apron.

She really is naked. And it has to be on the day my mom visits my room!

Twenty minutes later, I reached my condo, though it would be faster if the

traffic wasn't so bad. When I arrive, I find my mom sitting on the sofa with
her arms crossed while Yu is now fully dressed.

"Did you call your boss?"

Mom turns to talk to Yu as soon as she sees me, but I quickly step in to
answer first, feeling anxious.

"No, she didn't. But why are you here, Mom? You didn't tell me you were
coming."

"I just came to visit you, as usual, to see how the place is. But I didn't
expect to find such a surprise." Mom looks at Yu before narrowing her eyes
at me. "Since when did you let the maid move in here?"

"Well... for a while now."

"Didn't think to tell me?"

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"Do I have to tell you everything, Mom?"

I say without thinking, but it makes Mom frown a bit, so I quickly change
my words.

"You already have so much to think about at home. If you have to think
about my stuff, too, you'll just get a headache. Besides, this is my place. I
can handle it."

"Uh-huh."

Mom just acknowledges my words before smiling at the maid.

"Pixie, go to your room. I need to talk to her."

"Yes, ma'am."

Yu glances at me briefly before obediently walking back to her room. Now

it's just Mom and me alone, and it makes me feel a strange chill down my
spine.

"If Pixie didn't call you, why did you come back?"

"I just came back as usual."

"Leaving work and coming home in the middle of the day isn't something
you usually do."

Mom looks at me suspiciously, but I manage to stay calm and not let her
suspect more.

"I come back sometimes. You just don't know."

"It's not. I raised you; I know your routine. It's all work and work. Suddenly
coming home like this..."

"Because I saw you on the surveillance camera."

I have to tell the truth, and it surprises Mom even more.

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"You have cameras in the house?"

"With someone else living here, I thought it'd be safer."

"How often do you check them to know I'm here now?"

"Do I need a specific time to check the cameras?"

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be suspicious. But it's you... You moved
out to avoid anyone bothering you, but you let a stranger live with you."

"Pixie isn't a stranger."

"...."

"She's my maid."

I turn away, not wanting to meet Mom's eyes, and cross my arms. Mom
shakes her head and steps in front of me, forcing me to look at her.

"Do you know I found your maid wearing nothing but an apron?"

"Really?... Well, there's no one here. I usually walk around naked, too. It's
normal."

"You suddenly wanting to see a psychiatrist has nothing to do with this

maid, right?"

"Why are you mixing these two things up, Mom?"

"I don't feel good about this. I think it's better to get this girl out of the
house. No... just fire her. I'll pay the compensation."

"No,"

I speak firmly and decisively, like a boss who has to manage many people,
and now I'm using it on Mom.

"Pixie is my responsibility. No one can fire her."

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"I found her."

"But she's mine!"

"...."

"...."

The silence between us stretches on like an eternity. Seeing that I won't

back down, Mom finally gives in.

"I'd better go. You seem upset. We'll talk later."

"Next time you visit, call me first."

"Frung... I'm your mother."

"This place is my world. If I don't allow someone in, they can't enter this
world."

"What about the maid?"

"She's part of my world."

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Footnotes

1. ^'Cherry' is a distinct sexual identity in Thailand. It refers to a woman

who is attracted to gay men and kathoeys (transgender women.)

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 👣 16.My World 👣
Knock, knock, knock.

After my mom leaves, I walk straight to the maid's room and knock on the
door. Yu, who has been hiding quietly inside, comes out looking a bit guilty
before asking with concern:

"How did it go?"

"What do you think?"

I raise an eyebrow playfully, making the sweet-faced girl shrink her neck
like a little turtle, which is kind of cute.

"I thought there would be a huge fight, but I didn't hear any loud noises."

"People don't make loud noises when they fight these days. It's not cool."

"No wonder... I tried so hard to eavesdrop but couldn't hear anything."

"Did my mom scold you?"

"Getting scolded would've been better. She didn't say anything, just stared
at me and kept asking where my clothes went."

Initially stressed, I can't help but laugh when I hear her say that, which
lightens the mood instantly. Yu wrinkles her nose at me.

"What's so funny?"

"Serves you right for walking around naked."

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"Who would've thought your mom would show up out of the blue? Instead
of seducing you, I ended up angering Madam... Am I getting fired?"

"No one can fire you except me. Don't worry."

"Really? So that means I don't have to quit? Hehe."

She laughs and gives me a mischievous look, making me knock her

forehead lightly, causing her to yelp,

"Ouch, that hurt!"

"Don't be dramatic. I barely touched you."

"It hurts."

Because she looks so pitiful, I lean in to check her forehead.

"Don't exaggerate it. I didn't even hit you that hard."

"I have a delicate forehead."

"Let me see..."

I reach out and gently rub her forehead.

"There, there... all better now..."

Muah!

Caught off guard, Yu kisses me on the lips and blinks innocently like a
puppy. I'm stunned, wanting to scold her, but my muscles betray me with a
smile. I end up opening and closing my mouth repeatedly before stepping
back a bit.

"You're doing it again."

"So you can get used to it. Once you're used to it, you won't be so shy
anymore. Why do you act like this is unusual when you've studied abroad,

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Ms. Frung?"

"How can it be normal when you keep saying you like me? It doesn't feel
like something friends do."

"That's the point. If it felt like friends, it'd go nowhere."

The small girl raises an eyebrow and winks, making me blush. Was she this
bold when she first came? I usually read people well from the start, but I
misjudged her. Initially, she seemed polite, but now she's walking around
the house naked.

"That's why my mom wanted to fire you. She seemed to suspect

something."

"But I'm still here, right? You know what I think, but still don't chase me
away. It seems like you're the one who has a problem."

The sweet-faced girl pokes my chest again, making me grab her finger and
stare at her.

"Can you not joke around? This is serious."

"I wasn't joking from the start."

"I still have to marry a man one day."

"But that doesn't mean you can't have a girlfriend, right? Hehe."

She continues to joke and sighs.

"Better get back to work. Talking to you always circles back to the same old
topic."

"I need to introduce him to my parents."

Yu pauses for a moment before nodding understandingly.

"Okay, no problem."

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"No problem?"

"I'll stay in my place. How about that?"

"...."

"So you'll feel more at ease."

"This is far from feeling at ease."

I rub my face, feeling cornered.

I tried not to give in, telling her firmly that I'd marry a man, but she didn't
leave and even said that without caring about anything.

"You're making progress, huh?"

"W...What?"

"If you didn't feel anything, you wouldn't be this stressed... It means my
daily seduction is working. When you're ready, just open that door."

She points to her room and tilts her head cutely.

"...."

"My world is in there."

"Do you think your parents will like me?"

P' Kitt picked me up from work today because I invited him to dinner at my
house.

I smile at him and raise an eyebrow to boost his confidence.

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"Of course, they will. They liked you even before meeting you."

"Why?"

"Because your family is rich."

"I'm impressed."

The handsome guy laughs while I look confused. Seeing my confusion, P'
Kitt explains why he laughed.

"Normally, people would be more subtle, saying they've heard a lot about
me or something like that. But you just speak the truth, not worried about
me thinking it's strange."

"Should I have said it differently? Can I say it again?"

"Too late. It's because you're like this that I like you." The handsome guy
gently pats my head, making me think of how I did the same to Yu.

"So this is what it feels like to be patted on the head."

"Feels good?"

"Well, yeah, but it'd be better if I'd washed my hair. Your hand might be a
bit sticky."

"Oh, come on. You're not romantic at all."

All the way to my house, he kept laughing to himself while I frowned, not
understanding what was so funny. I wasn't performing a comedy show. How
rude, treating me like a clown. Luckily, we arrived quickly, or I'd have to
tell him off for his bad manners, laughing at every word I said.

Are you high or something?

P' Kitt takes out the swallow's nest gift basket he bought and brings it into
the house. My parents, who're waiting for us, smile warmly, especially

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Mom, who doesn't mention what happened yesterday and keeps chatting
with our guest non-stop.

"Are your family really billionaires?"

Mom asks curiously, and I sense Dad kicking her under the table.

"We're not that wealthy."

"Even if they were, they wouldn't give it to us, Mom."

I chew my food and speak the truth, making P' Kitt laugh again.

Here we go again....

"I wasn't trying to ask for it. I was just curious about his background, but
meeting him today is reassuring."

I immediately understand what she means. This is why I bring P' Kitt home,
so Mom can stop bothering Yu, seeing that I have a serious boyfriend.

"They still need to get to know each other,"

Dad interjects, making Mom click her tongue with annoyance.

"Bringing him home means they're dating."

"Don't mind her,"

Dad says to P' Kitt, smiling kindly.

"She's just worried about our daughter being single."

"She won't be," says P' Kitt.

I smile weakly and continue eating quietly. Throughout the meal, I keep
glancing at the clock on the wall, eager to go home, even though I've told
Yu I'd be late.

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"I heard you're already engaged. Isn't that a problem dating her?" My dad
asks.

"No problem. It seems my fiancée isn't keen on the arranged marriage

either. We've never met. I've only seen her in a picture."

"Whose daughter is she?"

"The Korkiatphanich family."

"Oh... the jewelry business. She's very wealthy, too."

Mom, who always thinks about money, makes me sigh. Honestly, I'm
starting to regret bringing a guy home.

"Excuse me, I need to take care of something."

'Take care of something' means that if I'm not going to the bathroom, I'd be
dealing with my work. Now, P' Kitt is left to answer Mom's questions.
Stepping outside to breathe in the scent of the blackboard tree helps clear
my head a bit. It's already 9:30 PM, and we're still eating. When will I get to
go back to my room?

"Hey, kiddo."

Dad's deep voice makes me turn around, surprised. He opens his arms and
hugs me, inviting me to chat. It seems he's also escaped the interrogation.

"Are you full?"

"I want to talk to you. I can't stand listening to your mom. It's
embarrassing."

I'm more like Dad than I thought.

"Yeah, I wonder if P' Kitt hates me now. Our family is rich, yet Mom asks
about his wealth."

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"If he likes you, he'll find it funny. You brought your boyfriend home, but
why do you look so unhappy?"

"What do you mean by 'boyfriend'? I just brought him over because you
guys wanted to meet him, didn't you?"

"He's not a boyfriend, yet you brought him home? When have you ever
brought anyone home to meet us?"

"Well..."

I roll my eyes, unsure how to explain.

"I just wanted you to stop worrying about nonsensical things."

"Like what?"

Dad looks at me, waiting for me to speak up, but I pretend not to
understand.

"Just a lot of things."

"Have you seen the psychiatrist yet?"

At this, I immediately lock eyes with Dad.

"You knew, Dad? Oh, come on, Mom..."

"So you haven't."

"...."

'Because you know it won't help."

Dad speaks as if he knows something, and that makes me cross my arms

defensively. Yes... I didn't go today. I pretended to invite P' Kitt over, so
Mom wouldn't interrogate me too much. But who'd have thought I'd end up
having to answer Dad's questions about this?

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"I've heard that we all have both male and female traits within us, just that
our sex defines us. Some people are born male but like other males, and the
same goes for females who like females. It's a matter of preference."

"What are you trying to say, Dad?"

"Saying what you want to hear."

"What do I want to hear?"

"Try interpreting what I said in the most self-serving way possible."

"...."

"....

We both fall silent and look out at the view in front of us.

"I'm normal like everyone else, right?"

"Yes, but... You're a bit unlucky to be born into a prominent family, so you
can't do whatever you want. I'm not trying to say you should do something;
I'm just saying... there's nothing abnormal about what you are."

Dinner ends around almost ten o'clock. P' Kitt drives me back to my condo
because I left my car at the office today. The handsome guy parks the car
and sits quietly, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as if he wants to
say something.

"Is there something on your mind?"

"Are we officially a couple now?"

I glance at him, feeling a bit awkward. Does just having dinner together
mean we're a couple? Well, whatever he says.

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"What do you mean? I just brought you over for dinner."

"Then next time, I'll take you to my house. I want to introduce you to my
family."

"Sure, whatever you say. I'm going now... drive safely."

As I prepare to open the door, he grabs my wrist.

"Yes?"

"When will I get to go up to your room?"

Is that a suggestive question? I roll my eyes and play dumb. Honestly, I'm
not good at dating or relationships, but I'm not so naive as to not know how
personal it is to invite someone up.

"Someday."

"You say you like me, but I don't feel it at all."

"But we've kissed, haven't we?"

"You call that a kiss?"

The handsome guy laughs and ruffles my hair gently.

"I'll let it go for now. Taking it slow has its charm, especially with you..."

"Okay, text me when you get home so I know you're safe."

"Will do."

After watching his car's taillights disappear, I head back to my room as

usual. However, when I get in, I find only dim lights in the living room,

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which means Yu has already gone to bed. It's a bit disappointing that we
only saw each other briefly this morning.

"Pixie... are you asleep?"

"Not yet."

"Then come out for a bit."

"No, I'm not coming out. I'm naked right now."

The sweet voice shouts back without any embarrassment, making me blush
instead

"Then put on some clothes and come out."

"No, I'm lazy. If you want to see me, come in yourself. The door's not
locked."

The small maid sets the conditions for meeting, making me sigh and think
about walking away. But then...

"Was the food delicious?"

Even though she doesn't come out, she's still curious about my day. I smile
a bit before shouting back.

"It was okay. I'm used to my family's cook's cooking."

"I asked because I wanted to know if eating with your boyfriend was better
than eating with me."

The sulky tone makes me press my forehead against the door. I really want
to see her face, but if I open this door, I don't know how far things will go
because the person inside is like a ticking time bomb.

There's nothing abnormal about what you are.

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.

Dad's voice echoes in my head, and I can't resist reaching for the doorknob
any longer.

Click...

I push the door open and find Yu standing not far from the door, just as she
said, not wearing anything. Startled, the small figure quickly grabs a
blanket from the bed to cover herself and looks at me in shock.

"You opened the door."

"I wanted to see what it'd be like."

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 👣 17.Beep Beep 👣
Now, I step into Yu's world just as she's always wanted. She even hinted at
what I'd find behind this door. I've prepared myself and am ready to face it
after holding back for so long. However, as soon as I enter, the brave maid
quickly grabs a blanket to cover herself, her face turning bright red. In
contrast, I stand there staring at her calmly, almost bursting into laughter at
her nervous demeanor.

"Hey."

"Huh?"

I speak first, crossing my arms and looking at the flustered girl who's
gripping the blanket tightly. She's been teasing me for so long, but when it
comes down to it, she's just as nervous.

"What are you doing?"

"About to go to bed."

"Uh-huh."

"So, Ms. Frung, is there something you need?"

"I just wanted to say hi. I haven't seen you all day except this morning."

I step closer, leaning in until our faces are almost touching.

"You look the same as always."

"Beautiful as always, I know... But do you know what it means to come into
this room?"

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"What does it mean?"

BA-DUM...

BA-DUM...

Honestly, I think if we keep talking, it won't be as awkward as this silence.

The sweet-faced girl, who seems to pause for a moment, lets go of the
blanket covering her body. It falls to the floor, leaving her completely
naked. She's challenging me in her own way.

"It means that tonight, you're going to sleep with me."

That sly smile makes me smirk. In this situation, I can't afford to act
clueless. Her word 'sleep' has many meanings, but I'll accept it no matter
what it means because I want to see her next move.

Let's see how far this goes. I've crossed all boundaries of fear to open this
door. How far will my Pixie take me...?

"Alright, it's good to change the sleeping place sometimes."

I put my hands in my pockets and walk to the bed, lying down

nonchalantly.

"Which side should I sleep on?"

"You can be under me."

"Hmm?"

"Because I'll be on top."

As soon as she finishes speaking, Yu climbs on top of me immediately.

Now, as I'm being straddled, I look up in astonishment because I never

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thought I'd see her from this angle. The sweet-faced girl, completely naked,
looks at me seriously and speaks in a firm tone.

"I've gone this far. This isn't a joke, you know?"

"When I decided to open the door, I wasn't joking either."

I flip her over so she's lying beneath me. The feeling is different when
looking from different angles. Strangely, Yu now raises her hands to cover
her chest, unlike when she willingly stripped in front of me.

"So, what's next?"

"What do you mean, what's next?"

"What will you do next, Ms. Frung?"

This is surprising. I wanted to know how far we could go, so I came here to
let her lead. But now she's asking what we should do next.

But I'm Frung... I'm good at everything. I won't stop just because I don't
know what to do.

"I'll probably follow my instincts."

I bite my lip slightly and reach out to brush away the hands she raised to
cover her chest, staring intently.

"Like this."

My palm lands on one of her breasts. My blood pumps wildly. The soft
feeling in my hand makes me sweat, and now I fear my hand might be too
sweaty and make her uncomfortable.

Yu looks at me in shock but asks bravely as before.

"So, what's next?"

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I start to squeeze gently, locking eyes with her because I don't know what to
do next. I also do this when I check for lumps in my breasts in the
bathroom.

"Then squeeze."

"And then?"

"Then knead."

"And then?"

"Beep beep."

"...."

"Honk the horn."

Thud!

She pushes me away, my hand slipping from her chest. Before I can react,
her foot kicks my chest, sending me tumbling to the end of the bed with a
loud thud. Luckily, my head doesn't hit anything, but it makes me jump up
in anger.

"What the hell are you doing? What if I got hurt?"

"Then you can honk the horn for the ambulance to pick you up."

"What? Why are you mad?"

"Shouldn't I be mad? Is this the damn time to joke?"

This time, she speaks without any politeness, making me shrink back in
fear.

"I wasn't... joking."

"Then why did you say that?"

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"Because you kept asking what's next. How should I know?"

"...."

"I don't know how to do this!"

Everything falls silent again. It seems like there are many awkward pauses
today. If this were a radio station, no one would listen to it because of all
the second-hand embarrassment. Yu, who stares at me for a moment, looks
around as if searching for something. Then, she grabs a small T-shirt and
quickly puts it on, along with shorts, before extending her hand to me.

"What?"

"Please get up. Are you hurt?"

"Kissing me after kicking me, huh?"

"Or should I rather honk your boob?"

Her sarcasm makes me smile weakly, and I give her my hand obediently.
Now, we stand facing each other, avoiding eye contact out of
embarrassment.

"I also want to know how far you can go. But if you don't know how to do
it, you should say so. But didn't you say you were good at everything?"

"But not this. Pixie, you too. You kept suggesting I do this and that, daring
me to turn on the camera and walking around naked. I thought... you knew
how to do this."

"I only know how to get naked. For other things, I'll wait for you to teach
me."

"So, neither of us knows how to do this, right? If this situation were

between I and P' Kitt, would it be this clueless?"

Because the nature of men and women is different, instincts might lead us
better. Or maybe P' Kitt knows something about this. I only know what

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should be put in where. Other than that, I don't know anything else. Well,
I've never done it before.

"Are you still talking about someone else while being with me?"

"Hm?"

Her long arms pull my neck down until our noses touch. I'm not tall enough
for her to need to stand on tiptoe, but I find her smaller size adorably cute.

"From now on, when you're with me, don't talk about anyone else, okay?"

"You mean P' Kitt?"

"Yes."

"Can I talk about my mom?"

"Sure."

"What about the prime minister?"

"Ms. Frung."

I keep talking about other things, but hearing her stern voice makes me shut
up and stick my tongue out playfully. Yu, seeing this, scrunches her nose
slightly, seemingly annoyed, and bites my lower lip lightly, enough to make
me yelp in pain.

"It hurts. Why did you bite me?"

"How can you be both cute and annoying at the same time? Why do I like
you so much? Even though I have so many options."

"What options? When did you have them?"

"Just know that I do."

"Those options aren't as cool as me. And I'm very rich, too."

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"Don't be too proud. You won't say that if you really know." The sweet-
faced girl laughs and stands on tiptoe to kiss my lips. "Since we're not good
at this, let's do what we can first."

"And that is..."

It seems we think of the same thing. We lean in and kiss, knowing the
rhythm. Last time, the situation led us, but this time, it's intentional, and we
want to make it good. Even though it's a bit nerve-wracking, we can talk
about it later, knowing it was all intentional. No more excuses or backing
off.

"We're really good at this."

"Other things will follow."

I feel like a certain mountain has been lifted from my heart...

If you ask what happiness in my life is, aside from getting my first car from
my parents or luxurious items, it'd be getting first place in elementary
school, getting into a good high school and university, and studying abroad.
But those are fleeting happiness. Unlike this time, even when I wake up, my
heart still races and feels fresh. My blood flows well, and I know if I get out
of bed, I'll see a certain someone.

"Pixie."

"You're awake! Yay!"

The skilled maid, who woke up early to prepare breakfast, drops everything
and runs to hug me like a little monkey. Knowing she's light, I hug her and
spin around, laughing together.

"You're too skinny. Eat more."

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"If I get fat, you won't be able to carry me."

We kiss again to remind ourselves that last night wasn't a dream. Even
though it's just a kiss, it symbolizes that we're more than just an employer
and a maid now.

"Can't you take a day off?"

"Wicked," I laugh and set her down on the floor.

"Like we're on a honeymoon or something?"

"People on a honeymoon would've gone far beyond what we did. But us?
We're hopeless. Seriously, other couples would be making the whole condo
file a complaint for noise pollution by now."

"You say that without any shame."

I tap Pixie's lips with my finger and sigh.

"Didn't you say we should take it slow?"

"That's why I suggested you take a day off to do research from videos.
You're the boss, aren't you? You should be able to take a day off."

"You're such a whiner."

Seeing her sad but cute face, I can't help but pull her cheeks until they
stretch like rubber.

"I'll spend the whole day with you on my weekend."

"When it's the weekend, you take your boyfriend to see your parents. You
never have time for me."

"Well..."

I stammer because I know I'm in the wrong here.

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"Ms. Frung, you have me already. Why don't you break up with him, this P'
Kitt, or whatever? You like women but trick men into loving you. It's not
good, you know."

"I have to..."

I gently stroke the cheek of the person in front of me, feeling guilty.

"So, you're going to keep seeing him and me at the same time?"

"...."

"It's okay. I won't pressure you. We'll take it slow,"

Yu scuffs the floor with her foot and puts her hands behind her back,
making a cute sound. I laugh and knock on her head, feeling like I'm going
crazy.

"No pressure at all. Fine... I'll make it clear with P' Kitt quickly. Good thing
we haven't done much yet."

"But you've kissed already, haven't you?"

"It was just a kiss."

"We've only done just kissing, too. Does that mean you can break up with
me anytime?"

"Break up?"

"Yes, break up... Do you think we kissed just to taste each other's saliva?
Oops... mmmph."

I cover her mouth with my hand to stop her from saying anything more
embarrassing and then bare my teeth.

"I get it, I get it. We're not employer and employee, not friends."

"Not mother and daughter either."

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"Not daughter."

"So, what are we?"

"We're..."

"Say it!"

"We're... lov..."

"Say it now. Say it out loud."

"We're lovers!"

"Say it now. Say it out loud."

"We're lovers!"

"Great."

Yu snaps her fingers, pleased that she got me to say what she wanted, and
smiles brightly.

"Come back early today, okay?"

"Why?"

"To make out!"

"You crazy."

"Don't you like it?"

"...."

"Do you like it or not?"

I bare my teeth at her again and answer, knowing my face and ears are
probably red by now.

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"I like it!"

"Then hurry back. I'll be waiting."

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 👣18.The Point of No Return👣
I'm known as a workaholic. If I have to write my life's purpose to inspire
someone, I'll write, "Work is my breath," because work gives me value. My
parents see me as talented because what I do goes well, and when I go to
work, I get recognition from my subordinates, which makes me look cool.

However, now... I'm excited about the weekends. The TGIF vibe is
something I cherish, the same feeling when I was in school and knew that
for the next two days, I could sleep in and lounge in bed all day because it
was the weekend. Now, weekends make me giddy because I know I'll get to
spend the whole day playing with the little maid who always gives me
smiles.

"Is it heavy?"

"At first, it wasn't, but now I'm starting to feel it."

Today, Yu keeps jumping on my back like a little monkey and asking me to

do this and that. Even though she's the maid, she makes me walk to get
water from the fridge, wants to eat fruit, and wants a massage. At first, I
was about to get angry, but when she smiled brightly, I softened, like now,
when she's clinging to my back and wen't let go.

"Even if you complain, I won't stop doing it. You smell so nice."

"You smell nice too. Carry me for a change."

"We can switch if you want."

The sweet-faced girl agrees to get down and turns her back so I can jump
on. Judging by the height, there's no way I can ride on her back, but she
insists I try anyway.

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"Come on up."

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Of course, I'm strong. Hurry up."

I climb on, more like hugging than clinging, but Yu pretends to be weak and
falls to her knees. I lose my balance and fall with her, our bodies piling on
the floor. It feels like a scene from many Thai dramas where the leads
stumble and almost kiss, staring into each other's eyes. But for us, she holds
my face with both hands, making me look at her, and raises an eyebrow.

"Oops, I can't carry you. I guess I'm not that strong."

"That seemed a bit intentional."

"What should we do now, falling on the floor like this?"

"Just get up."

"..."

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"Why are you so dumb!"

"Owwww!"

My face is pulled by the hands of the person beneath me, stretching my

cheeks like rubber. I cry out in pain, but it only makes Yu laugh instead of
showing any sympathy.

"Because you're so clueless, you're cute. If it were easy, it wouldn't be

fun,right?"

"I'm not clueless. I know what you want."

I pout before leaning down and pressing my lips hard against the person
beneath me, then scrunch my nose.

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"But I didn't do it because I think this scene is cliché. Everyone does it. I
just didn't think my maid would do it, too."

"So, you know what to do but play hard to get. If you know that it means
kissing, then you should know what to do next... How far have you studied
the homework I gave you?"

Of course, I know what she means. We both have a curiosity. The

homework she mentioned is about how to make love. Even though I'm a
workaholic, when I'm alone in the office, I read articles about how women
make love and sensitive spots. I also watch movies. So, I have some idea of
what to do.

"I don't need to learn much,"

I say nonchalantly, but my hand slowly slides under Pixie's shirt, who loves
to challenge me.

"The article says to let nature take its course."

"You even read articles? Hehe."

The sweet-faced girl laughs, pleased, and when my hand reaches her chest,
she shudders a bit, goosebumps forming on her arms. But she still tries to
be brave while I start to get excited by the soft and pliable feel.

"Knowledge comes from books."

"Unlike me... I watch videos."

After saying that, the maid flips me onto my back while she straddles me.
My hand slips away, but I still hold onto her waist as if needing something
to cling to.

"So, what do they say?"

"They say a lot, but I'm too lazy to talk about it now."

"Why?"

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"When people do it, they don't usually talk."

Yu proves her point by leaning down to kiss me and nuzzling my neck. I lie
there stiffly, not knowing what to do, letting her do as she pleases, closing
my eyes tightly out of embarrassment.

"Relax a bit; I'm nervous, too."

"Should I wiggle my toes and whistle while at it?"

"Then, just stay quiet. I'll handle it."

"Don't be mean."

I refuse to let the cheeky girl feel victorious by resisting, pulling her in for a
kiss, and starting to get mischievous by taking off her shirt, as I learned
from the videos. When Pixie sees me unbuttoning her shirt, she widens her
eyes in slight astonishment before smirking and raising her knees, showing
her chest covered by a bra, to see what I'll do next.

"What happens after taking off the shirt?"

"This time, I'm not as clueless as last time."

I reach out with one hand to unhook her bra in one go. The maid quickly
raised her hands to cover her chest, startled because she didn't think I could
do it.

"Where did you learn to unhook with one hand?"

I raise an eyebrow and let it remain a mystery to her. How hard could it be
to unhook a bra?

"Move your hands so I can show you what else I can do."

Even though I say that, Yu still doesn't move her hands. Now, the bold girl
is blushing and realizing this is no longer a joke. Seeing her like that, my
affection makes me lean in and kiss her hands gently, offering reassurance.

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"It's okay, we'll go slowly together."

It seems my reassurance works. Yu slowly removes her hands, biting her lip
tightly, revealing her chest to me. Strangely, even though we both have the
same parts, seeing hers excites me so much that my hands tremble. I feel
like I'm about to faint.

Just as my hand is about to reach out and grasp, preparing to taste, my

phone rings. The maid's startled reaction makes me smile at her, then pull
her into a tight hug, swaying back and forth.

"It's okay, we've come far. Let's stop here for today."

"We haven't done anything yet."

Though she talks tough, her body language shows relief, even to the point
of hearing a sigh. I nod at her, who's on top of me, to reach for the phone on
the coffee table. At first, the maid hesitates but then complies easily.

"It's annoying, isn't it? On a day like this, there's still a phone call that
interrupts us. You didn't turn off your phone. Hmph."

"You always have a sharp tongue."

"It's your mom calling... Seeing her name, I'm now turned off. If we start
again, we'll have to build up the mood from scratch."

"Talkative."

"Ouch!"

I flick Yu's forehead lightly and answer the call. The maid, still not fully
dressed, hugs me and wiggles around, trying to distract me from the call.
Since I can't shake her off, I have to talk to my mom while still in this
awkward position.

"Yes, Mom."

[What are you doing? You sound stressed.]

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Honestly, I'm not stressed at all, but because I'm trying to sound composed,
it comes off as too serious. The person on the other end thinks I'm in a bad
mood, which aligns with my intention. It's better this way.

"Just thinking about this and that. Is there something you need?"

[Can't I call you just because?]

I bite my lip hard when Yu bites my ear. I want to snap at her, but my limbs
feel weak. I have to use all my concentration and strength to hold the phone
and keep my voice steady.

"You can call, but I was just asking to get to the point. What do you want to
talk about?"

[Tomorrow, let's invite Mr. Kitt to have dinner with us.]

"We just had dinner... Hgnnn."

[What? ... What are you doing?]

I accidentally moan when the maid slips her hand under my shirt, making
me startle and shake my head, even though the person on the other end can't
see.

"Stretching while talking to you, Mom."

"Hehe."

Yu's laughter almost makes me laugh out loud. I'm both angry and amused,
but I have to keep it in.

"Meeting him often makes your daughter look desperate. He might think we
want him too much."

[We do want him a lot. Anyway, invite him. Tell him we'll have dinner at
the
condo tomorrow.]

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"Which condo?"

[Your condo.]

"Why here? No."

I frown, displeased that my mom is making decisions on her own.

[Because it's your world.]

"Since you know that, why here?"

[To let Mr. Kitt see your world and to let the maid meet him.]

"This is what you want, isn't it?"

I stop playing with Yu and get serious. My mom is suspicious of my

relationship with Pixie. Unable to do anything, she uses this tactic to
quickly clear up any ambiguity. Inviting P' Kitt over is to tell Yu to stop
thinking about what she shouldn't think about.

[Yes, that's it. Do as I said.]

Mom doesn't even wait for me to agree before quickly hanging up. Yu, who
has heard the entire conversation, even though she couldn't hear Mom's
side, can probably guess what's going on. She smiles at me understandingly.

"It's no big deal, really. If he wants to come, come. Besides, I want to meet
the guy you went on a date with and kissed. I want to see what's so special
about him."

Yu says this in a playful, teasing tone, but not too seriously. I shake my
head in disapproval because I don't like people meddling in this room.

"She's crossing the line. Letting P' Kitt come to my room-this is my space.
It should be a sanctuary, not somewhere anyone can invade."

"Well, that Mr. Kitt, or whatever, isn't just anyone, is he?"

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"Don't be sarcastic."

I grab her wrist before she can storm off in a huff.

"I'm not being sarcastic. You made him think he's important. Your parents
think the same. If you don't want him to feel special, make it clear. Why
keep him around if you don't like him?"

"You should know the reason..."

"Maybe back then, you did it because you couldn't believe you liked me.
But now, it's different."

"But he's a shield between me and Mom."

"And is he still a shield now? Your mom's using your shield against you,
can't you see?"

I stay silent and nod in agreement. My actions have been too selfish. Maybe
it's time to stop. It's not fair to the guy who's being used as a shield. How
am I any different from a gay man marrying a woman to hide his true self?
It's time to stop.

"By the way, can I see a picture of this Mr. Kitt?"

"Huh? I don't have a picture of him."

"You went to the movies, had dinner, met the parents, and kissed, but you
don't have his picture?"

"I use my phone for calls. I don't even have your picture. Oh, but there's a
profile picture on LINE."

I remember and open the chat app, enlarging the picture before showing it
to Yu.

"Don't get jealous."

"I wo..."

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Her sweet voice falters after seeing the picture, then she looks back and
forth between the photo and me.

"This guy?"

"Yeah."

I nod and sigh.

"He's someone I liked back in school. We ran into each other at a party and
hit it off."

"A good-looking guy like this doesn't have a girlfriend?"

"He has a fiancée, but she ran away. P' Kitt wasn't serious about it since
they never met, so he started flirting with me. But... what's wrong with you?
You're acting weird after seeing the picture. Didn't I tell you not to get
jealous?"

I squeeze her shoulder as she smiles awkwardly.

"He looks good and suits you well."

"Someone who looks good and someone you love is different, you know?"

I raise an eyebrow. She smiles widely and nods.

"Of course, I know better than anyone. That's why I'm here."

"Such sweet talk. I'll spend the whole day with you today because
tomorrow will be boring."

"I wish every day was as boring as tomorrow so you'd always pamper me.
Hehe."

She continues to smile sweetly and play with me all day without
mentioning P' Kitt again. I forgot that I needed to call and set up a meeting
with him until almost 10 PM, after showering and getting ready for bed.
When I finally call, the handsome guy on the other end quickly agrees to

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the invitation. Honestly, I'm a bit disappointed that he's free. Calling this
late, I thought he'd have plans already, like a typical businessman who plans
ahead.

[So, I'll get to meet your maid tomorrow?]

"What's this? You're coming to have lunch with me, but want to meet the
maid?"

I get a bit annoyed at this point. She's already cute enough. If P' Kitt sees
her, wouldn't he like her?

[I'm just curious why you're so possessive of her. You always keep things
secret. Now, I want to know what your maid is like. Normally, I wouldn't
care about anyone's maid.]

"Haha."

I fake a laugh.

"You'll meet her tomorrow. See you at 1 PM."

[Alright, see you. Sweet dreams.]

"Okay."

I hang up and plug in the charger, then jump when I'm hugged from behind.

"Oh!"

"What's this? Are you so engrossed in talking to your boyfriend you didn't
hear me coming?"

"You scared me! When did you get here? Are you a ninja, or what?"

"I snuck in. You didn't lock the door. You're like a maid waiting for your
master to sneak in."

"Stop talking nonsense. Are the roles switched?"

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"Can I sleep here tonight?"

"Huh?"

"I've wanted to sleep in your big bed for a long time."

The small one rolls around on the bed, swimming in a butterfly stroke.

"It's so spacious, and the temperature is cool."

"You like it that much?"

"Yes."

"Then... want to sleep here every day?"

I say embarrassedly, trying to test the water. Yu quickly sits up and looks at
me with a sly demeanor.

"It sounds like you invited me to move in with you again."

"You said you like the bed, so I'm inviting you to sleep here. But if you
don't want to, that's fine."

"Let me try sleeping here tonight first. If I like it, I'll move in."

"Do I have to beg?"

"We'll see if you need to."

Yu slips under the blanket. I watch her head sink into the pillow and feel
affectionate. I turn off the light and slide under the blanket, too.

"You must really like my bed."

"It's not the bed I like; it's you."

The clingy one hugs me. When I touch her, I realize she's not wearing any
clothes.

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"Your clothes..."

"I get hot easily. I sleep without clothes. You know that."

"Well..."

Even though I knew, I forgot.

"I probably need to adjust to this a bit... What are you doing?"

"Making love with you."

She moves and lies on top of me, kissing here and there with her naked
body. I feel like tonight won't be like the previous ones, but I'm still very
nervous.

"Did you plan this, didn't you?"

"Yes,"

Yu admits easily and slowly slides down to the end of the bed. I've read
enough to know what she's going to do, so I try to sit up, but it's too late.
She grabs my ankle and lifts it while pulling off my thin pajama pants.

"Lift your hips."

"No... It's..."

"Now."

Her firm tone makes my body obey as if I'm powerless. Her lips slowly kiss
my calf, teasing me lightly.

"I really like how you smell."

"What are you saying? You shouldn't talk about...."

Gasp!

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As soon as her lips touch my sensitive spot, I clamp my mouth shut and
cover it with my hand, eyes wide in shock.

"I'll make you beg for me to sleep here. Just watch."

Geez... I've walked right into her trap.

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 👣 19.Grown Up 👣
I've never felt like this before. My lower body, which is supposed to be
private and personal, is now being invaded. Her tongue and her mouth are
gently touching that part of me. I flinch, wanting to push her head away, but
my body won't obey. My raspy voice comes out in quick gasps. It feels like
I'm climbing higher and higher, and suddenly, Yu stops and looks up at me.

"How is it... are you willing to give in now?"

"What is this, and why..."

"I'll make it even better."

Her finger slips inside, and pain shoots through my body. I try to squirm
away, but she moves with me, locking me in place. Yu's lips remain where
they are. What started as torment turns into a strange pleasure. My lower
abdomen tingles, and I start to let her do what she pleases.

"How can it feel like this... Hghnn."

I let her continue. Yu's hand moves faster and harder until I scream. The
sweet-faced girl, seeing that I've reached my peak, crawls up to me and
presses her lips to mine. Her tongue is warm, with a faint taste of me on her
lips, making me feel inexplicably shy. My hands wrap around her neck as if
seeking support, feeling a deep hunger for that kiss.

"It feels good, right...? Please tell me."

"It does."

"Very good... then do me, too."

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"What do I have to do?"

"Use your mouth."

She moves up to sit above my face and presses her body down on my
mouth. I taste her hungrily, inhaling her scent. Her moans make me even
more aroused, wanting to be rougher, to bite her so she feels pain, to crush
her with my mouth.

"I'm coming."

She grinds her body against my face until she shudders and collapses. I
quickly get up, not wanting her to escape, and hold her legs in place.

"I haven't done to you what you did to me."

I slip my fingers inside her, moving them rhythmically to feel her sweet
insides. Yu's face contorts, but she still clings to me. Her hands clutch the
bedsheets, guiding my rhythm with her husky voice.

"Faster, like that... a little more."

I speed up as she asks, and soon, something bursts out, splashing onto me.
Yu arches her body in a final spasm. I throw myself down to hug her tightly
because I also want to feel her. Our bodies cling to each other. Now, we
have each other.

We're one now...

The sound of my cell phone on the bedside table wakes me up instead of the
alarm clock I set. I frown a bit, seeing it's already past eleven. I remember I
forgot to set the alarm because everything happened so suddenly last night,
dragging on until late.

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I was exhausted and fell asleep immediately. Thinking about what happened
makes me feel a bit embarrassed. I glance at the empty space beside me,
surprised not to see the cause of my deep sleep.

"Pixie... Yu."

I call out, but only silence answers, making me curious. I get off the bed,
quickly gather my scattered clothes, and put them on haphazardly to search
for her. But I find no one, just breakfast with a small note attached.

'Eat breakfast every day. It's an order.'

Seeing that makes me smile, but then I frown, not understanding where that
little troublemaker has gone. The house feels quiet without her wide smile
and daily mischief, making me restless and annoyed without her around. I
grab my phone and call until she picks up.

[Yes?]

"Where did you go? I woke up and didn't see you."

[Miss me already?]

"...."

[...]

"Yeah."

I scratch my head before quickly adjusting my tone to sound more

authoritative.

"Why aren't you in the room today? I was so shocked when I woke up. You
didn't even wake me."

[I saw you sleeping soundly, so I didn't want to disturb you.]

"You haven't answered the first question."

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[I heard you have a guest today, so I thought it'd be better not to be around.
It hurts, you know, seeing the one you love with their lover.]

"He's not my lover."

[Well, you haven't made it clear.]

"Wasn't last night clear enough?"

I bite my lip as I speak, scratching my head in embarrassment, even though

she can't see it.

"Today, I'll tell P' Kitt that I don't like

him anymore."

[Changed your mind so quickly? You had sex with me, and now you're
dumping him, huh?]

"We liked each other before we had sex, didn't we? And what are you
saying. so crude? Aren't you embarrassed?"

[Hehe, you just said it yourself, and now you're scolding me. But seriously,
are you really going to tell Mr. Kitt that today?]

"Of course. I'm not indecisive. After thinking it over, using him as a tool is
too cruel. It's better to be honest."

[Aren't you afraid your parents will scold you?]

"I'm grown up. When it comes to choosing a partner, we have to decide for
ourselves... P' Kitt's runaway fiancée probably thought the same."

[True, you're grown up.]

"After everything is done, I'll call you. It's so boring. On a weekend like
this, instead of being with you, I have to put on a fake smile."

But whatever, today will be the last day. I'll do what I want. I'm known for
being decisive. It'll end today.

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[It seems I need to grow up, too.]

"Do you realize you act like a child?"

[Only when I'm with you. Sometimes I need to do something, too.]

"Like what?"

[Like stop playing house. We're grown up. We can make our own decisions.
No one, not even my parents, can force me.]

I tilt my head and smile. I don't know if Yu is being sarcastic or just talking
nonsense. But mentioning her parents makes me realize I know nothing
about her except her beautiful smile.

"By the way, you never told me about your family. Since we're talking
about
parents..."

[From now on, I'll tell you everything. But let's get through today first.]

"Cutting me off, huh?"

I pout, even though I know she can't see it.

[Don't you want to know who Mr. Kitt's fiancée is?]

"Why would I care? He isn't that interesting. I'm more interested in you."

[Then, start by asking him who his runaway fiancée is.]

"I don't get it."

[We'll talk later. Go shower and get ready.]

"How do you know I haven't done anything yet?"

[You said you just woke up and didn't see me. So, I know you haven't done
anything. I've been with you for a while now. Even though it's not that long,

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I know you well.]

"And we'll be together forever."

[Go shower.]

"Cutting me off again."

Yu hangs up. I can only huff at the air. How did it turn out like this? Before,
she followed me around like a duckling. Now, I'm the one clinging, and
she's ignoring me. I gave in last night, and now you're acting all high and
mighty? Terrible behavior.

Last night, I wasn't the only one who gave in!

Thinking that, I shower in a good mood. Being in love feels great. My heart
is light. I feel fresh. I used to have a crush on P' Kitt, but it wasn't this
intense. I just thought he was handsome and got a bit shy, but that was it.
Then, we met again as adults. How strange... being attracted to another
woman like this.

After getting dressed, my mom called to say she'd ordered food from a
restaurant and wanted me to set the table. When she arrived and saw me
setting the table alone, she frowned.

"Where's the maid?"

"Not here. Sent her out for errands."

"Why would she be a maid if she doesn't work when needed?"

"Then she doesn't have to be a maid."

"Then what is she?"

"My wif..."

"Mary had a little lamb

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Little lamb, little lamb

Mary had a little lamb

Its fleece was white as snow!"

"...."

Suddenly, my mom starts singing just as I'm about to speak, making me fall
silent in shock.

"If she isn't here, we'll serve the food ourselves. It's not that hard... Hey,
stop lounging around and help. Mr. Kitt will be here soon, and we don't
want to be embarrassed."

Mom calls Dad, who's enjoying the view on the balcony, to help. I scrunch
my nose, annoyed that Mom is trying to deny Yu's presence. Even though I
haven't said directly what we are, Mom seems to know. Inviting P' Kitt for
lunch today is also for Yu to realize her place. But Yu not being here doesn't
ruin Mom's plan. Her absence means she does know her place.

But that's what Mom thinks. In reality, she'll always be my number one. I'll
even worship her like a god.

Nah, kidding.

"Call Mr. Kitt and see if he's arrived yet."

After setting the table, my mom forces me to call the handsome guy
immediately. But before I can even move, P' Kitt calls first to say he's
waiting in the lobby. I go down to get him, fulfilling my duty as a good
host, and invite him into my room, which is my private sanctuary. Even
though I'm the one who opens the door for him, I still feel annoyed and
uncomfortable.

"Your room is pretty big,"

P' Kitt says admiringly.

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"Don't you get lonely living alone?"

"I'm not living alone."

"Oh, right. You live with the maid. Where is she? I came here to meet her."

My mom, who overhears the conversation, clears her throat and comes out
to greet him with a smile. P' Kitt, who was interested in the maid, now turns
his attention to my mom.

"You must be tired, dear. I've prepared some food for you."

This is the second time they've met, but my mom already talks to him like
he's part of the family. My dad and I exchange weary glances but say
nothing, following my mom's script.

The meal is ordered from a fine restaurant and is enough to feed ten people,
but it'll surely end up as leftovers. In my family, the rule is 'better to have
too much than too little.'

"How old are you, Mr. Kitt? I'm not sure if I've asked before. If I have,
forgive me for asking again,"

My mom says, laughing softly, which annoys me. Her fake laugh grates on
my nerves, and I can only frown.

"Thirty-four."

"That's the perfect age for marriage."

I shoot a sharp look at my mom as soon as she brings up the topic. But my
glare never works on her; she always ignores it.

"Yes, my mom wants me to get married soon. She wants grandchildren."

"That's why he's looking for a fiancée,"

I add, emphasizing that 'he's ready to marry, but not with me,' which makes
my dad chuckle because he knows what I'm trying to convey.

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"Well, his fiancée ran away. Now, the opportunity falls to you, Frung. Mr.
Kitt, If you want to marry her, go ahead. You have my support."

"Mom."

"Ahem,"

My dad clears his throat to support me and smiles at P' Kitt.

"Don't feel pressured. She's not serious. Take your time to get to know each
other. No need to rush into marriage. Sometimes, relationships don't work
out."

"Hey, you..."

"That's right, P' Kitt. Don't feel pressured by what my mom says. I'm not
thinking about marriage. We've just reconnected after many years. Marriage
has never crossed my mind,"

I quickly say, sipping my water and smiling sweetly at P' Kitt, who purses
his lips and raises an eyebrow.

"I'm not feeling pressured if it's you we're talking about."

It's like I intentionally kicked the soccer ball out of play, but P' Kitt slides in
to catch it just before it crosses the touchline. Hey steers the conversation
back on course, playing right into my mom's hands.

"See? He's already said that."

"P" Kitt, you don't know me well enough yet."

"For the right person, three days is enough. We have a lifetime to get to
know each other."

His refusal to back down puts the pressure on me, making me anxious. I
need to find a way out. If it gets too convoluted, I might have to be frank in
front of my parents, but that should be the last resort. It'd be too
embarrassing for P' Kitt. It's better to talk about this privately.

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"But I still want to get to know you a bit more. A man whose fiancée left
him must have some issues that I don't know about."

"I don't have any issues. My fiancée just didn't want an arranged marriage.
I've told you this before."

"Since we're on this topic,"

I shift uncomfortably,

"Who's your fiancée?"

"She's my mom's friend's daughter."

"Do you have a picture."

"Huh?"

"I want to see. It's part of getting to know you."

In other words, I'm just being nosy. Honestly, I don't care that much because
it has nothing to do with me, but I need to divert P' Kitt's attention away
from the marriage talk.

"I don't have a picture of her. We never met in person. Oh... but my mom
sent me one on chat. Not sure if it's still there."

P' Kitt pulls out his phone and scrolls through it. My mom, curious, tries to
peek from across the table until my dad pushes her back and shakes his
head.

"Ah... found it."

"Let me see."

My mom reaches out to grab the phone first, but I'm quicker and smirk at
her.

'I won.'

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"Hurry up. I want to see it, too. I want to know if she's prettier than my
daughter."

I look at the picture on the phone screen. It shows a woman with slightly
wavy long hair and a wide, bright smile. The face I see every day, now on
the screen of the handsome guy, introduced as the fiancée who ran away
from an arranged marriage.

"This one?"

"Yeah."

"What's her name?"

"Her name... Yu, if I remember correctly."

It has to be that name. I asked, just in case. If there was another name, I
could still think that it was a different person. But if the name, face, smile,
and height are all the same, it has to be Yu.

'Then, start by asking him who his runaway fiancée is.'

She said that because she wanted to introduce herself to me, to let me know
who she is and where she's from... and now I know.

"Let me see. I want to see too."

My mom, ready to snatch the phone, is stopped by me closing the screen

and handing it back to P' Kitt, subtly indicating that if she wants to see it,
she has to ask P' Kitt again. This would make her seem overly curious, and
yes... she doesn't do it because my dad is glaring at her.

"Excuse me for a moment."

I get up from my seat and head to the bathroom, but, in truth, I just want to
talk to Pixie, who has intently disappeared today. At first, I thought of
calling her, but then I decided to text instead. Messaging might be better
right now.

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Frung: I saw P' Kitt's fiancée's picture.

Yu: How was it?

Her 'how was it' can mean many things.

Frung: Good.

Everything falls silent. I can't tell if she's typing or just leaving it. In the
end, I have to type and then immediately turn off my phone.

Frung: You make me feel bad.

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 👣 20.Why 👣
After dinner, P' Kitt stays and chats with my parents for a while before
excusing himself to leave. I walk him out myself because I want to find an
opportunity to talk to him privately. Ever since I saw that picture, our
meeting today has been frustrating, and it must be obvious because the
handsome man speaks up as we ride the elevator together.

"Ever since you saw the picture of my fiancée, you've been quiet. Are you
mad?"

He asks that question with a smile, and that makes me glance at him
sideways, clearly showing my annoyance.

"Yes."

"Don't tell me you're jealous."

The more he smiles, the more I breathe heavily, glaring at him with a look
that could kill.

"Yes, I admit I'm very jealous."

"Wow, I'm happy to hear that,"

P' Kitt says, covering his mouth with his hand like a boy who just found out
his dad bought him a game console.

"You're so straightforward that it makes me blush. But come on, I already

told you I only like you."

"I also love only one person at a time. I've never been in love before, so
when this happened, I couldn't handle my emotions. Can I have that

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picture?"

"Picture?"

"The picture of your fiancée, P' Kitt. Send it to me."

"Why would you want to see it and get even more upset?"

"If you don't send it, I'll be even more upset. Please do."

We talk until the elevator reaches the ground floor. P' Kitt steps out and
reluctantly sends the picture from his phone.

"I sent it."

"And delete the picture from your phone, too."

"I won't look at it, I promise."

"Delete it."

"Alright, alright."

Seeing that I'm insistent and serious, P' Kitt deletes all the chats with his
mom and shows me his photo gallery to prove there are no pictures of Yu
left. I smile lightly, feeling pleased, and nod in thanks.

"Thank you for doing what I asked."

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes, I feel better. Thank you for having dinner with us today."

"I should be the one thanking you. The food was delicious. But it's a shame
I didn't get to meet your maid that you always talk about."

"From now on, I won't mention her to you anymore."

"Please do. I like hearing about her."

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"But I don't."

I look him in the eye and get straight to the point.

"This will be the first and last time you come to have dinner at my condo.
From now on, let's stop contacting each other."

"Huh? What?"

"I don't like you anymore."

Simple, short, and to the point. Why would I complicate things? And why
did he keep asking, 'What did you just say?' followed by questions of...

Why,

Why,

And why?

'I want to make it clear, and I feel terrible being the third wheel in my own
relationship.'

'You're not the third wheel. She and I have never even met.'

And that was the shortest, most concise breakup ever. I didn't explain
anything further. Let's just say I felt bad for getting in the middle of them.
How could I take someone's fiancée and still be their girlfriend?

It's confusing. I talk nonsense now. Let's just say I'm done. This is me
clearing things up. Mission complete.

Now, there's just one more person I have issues with. Yu still hasn't come
back, but I'm too proud to call because I'm so angry. But it seems she
knows; she sends a short message.

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Yu: Are you still mad?

And I'm too straightforward to lie.

Frung: I am.

But even though I'm mad, when I look at the wall clock showing it's 10 PM,
I can't help but worry, so I ask bluntly, hoping she understands my angry
tone.

Frung: Where are you now?

Yu: At home.

Frung: k.

If it were before, I would've asked which home because she's poor,

struggling, uneducated, and pitiful. But after seeing that picture from P'
Kitt, I didn't respond because I thought the home she meant was the one she
was born and raised in, a big, luxurious mansion. That eased my worry a
bit.

And I didn't reply because I understood she was at her home.

My anger spilled over to my subordinates at the company. Today, anyone

who was smiling would shut up and almost crawl away when they saw my
face. The meeting today made me even more frustrated. I ordered everyone
to revise all the plans, including the poorly made PowerPoint slides, and
then kicked everyone out of the meeting room.

Why are there only stupid people here? Why can't anyone work properly? Is
no one as smart as me?

"Boss."

Frank, the senior I hired, walks in with a bright smile before reporting the
progress with well-printed photos and placing them on my desk.

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"I investigated as you asked. It turns out the woman you had me follow is
the daughter of a jewelry business owner. She ran away from home. It's like
a soap opera!"

I remain silent, glancing at the latest photos he took. They show Yu walking
in a mall with an older woman. She dresses in a way that makes her look
more sophisticated, exuding an aura of wealth. But there's one photo where
she seems to notice the camera and poses.

"I got caught taking this one."

The photo shows Yu smiling softly, looking at the camera mischievously as

if posing for a magazine. I take that photo and keep it with me, then return
the others to Frank.

"Got it."

"Is that all? Aren't you excited that she's rich? This is like in those swindler
novels. She's probably pretending to be poor to gain something from you."

"Mind your own business."

"...."

"I said I got it. Now get out."

I glare at Frank, baring my teeth. He gasps in shock and runs out before I
can say anything further. Once alone, I look at the photo again, comparing it
with the one P' Kitt sent me.

This must be an old picture... but her face hasn't changed at all.

Ding!

A message notification sounds as I'm quietly evaluating the photos. It's

another short message from Yu, the fifth one since we last saw each other.

Yu: Are you still mad?

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Frung: Yes.

Yu: Can we talk?

I stare at the screen and type back before flipping my phone over.

Frung: No.

I won't meet her. I won't look at her. I won't do anything!

But... Yu is Yu. She's the type who gets what she wants. She didn't want to
get married and ran away from home. If she wants me, she'll make it
happen. Now, I'm facing the sweet-faced girl in my own room. I completely
forgot she had a keycard because she was my maid. But now, she's no
longer in that role.

I quickly grab a file from my bag and use it to cover my face.

"Ms. Frung."

"No, I don't want to see your face."

"Do you hate me that much?"

Even though she says that, I pretend to be tough, using the file to cover my
face and quickly walking to my bedroom. But she blocks my way, causing
me to bump into her. Yu stumbles against the door, and in my panic, I lower
the file and ask worriedly.

"Are you hurt?"

"Yes."

She pouts, looking pitiful. I look at her face and then lift the file to cover
my
face again.

"Serves you left."

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"Not right?"

"Because you're in the wrong."

"Come on, why won't you look at me?"

"I don't want to. Now move. I want to go to bed."

"Then let me go with you."

"No."

"I will."

We argue back and forth like kindergarteners. My anger, mixed with

annoyance, makes me lower the file and pretend to look at her earlobe.

"This is my room. If I say no, it means no."

"Why won't you look at me?"

"I'm looking."

"You're looking at something else."

"Yes... I'm looking at your ear. I won't make eye contact with you, Pixie."

"Why? Do you hate me just because I'm rich?"

When she says that, I accidentally turn around and look her in the eye, then
bare my teeth.

"Why would I hate you for being rich?"

"Because I tricked you."

I frown, not understanding.

"What did you trick me about?"

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"Tricking you into thinking I was poor and becoming your maid. You're
very angry that I didn't tell the truth and asked to stay with you. I made you
feel like a fool."

Tears well up in her eyes, and her face and body language show deep
remorse, which confuses me even more.

"Why would I be mad that you're rich? Do you think I'm an envious
person?"

"It makes the most sense. What other reason could there be?"

"Do you really not know why?"

"Because I'm rich and tricked..."

"It's because you didn't tell me you're P' Kitt's fiancée. You made me the
third wheel. And P' Kitt..."

"What about him?"

"P' Kitt still has beautiful pictures of you, while I have none. We're a
couple, aren't we?!"

I stomp my foot in frustration.

"On my phone, there are only pictures of you cooking, cleaning, and
vacuuming. I've been close to you all this time, yet I have no pictures like
that. I feel like I'm losing. Ugh!"

I hold out my phone and show a picture of Yu standing and smiling brightly.
Then, I turn my head away at a precisely 45-degree angle. The person in
front of me goes completely silent, making me glance at her slightly. I see
that she looks like she's seen a ghost.

"Why are you silent?"

"This is why you're mad?"

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"Of course."

"And what about the fact that I'm... rich? Aren't you mad about that?"

"Why would I? I love you regardless. Knowing you're rich makes me feel at
ease."

I place my hand on my chest, mimicking the pose of the Virgin Mary.

"What kind of person gets mad that their partner is rich? If your partner is
doing well, you should be happy for them."

"But I told you that I wasn't well-educated and applied to be your maid."

"If you said you graduated from college in Australia and then became a
maid, that would be scary. If you want to be a maid, you have to lie about
your qualifications. That's the right thing to do."

"Then why aren't you mad? Why!?"

Yu still looks confused, which makes me just as confused.

"Do you really want me to be mad that much? I'm not mad about this, so
why do you want me to? Are you a control freak or something... Ouch, why
are you pulling my cheek? I'm still mad at you, you know. Don't touch me,
ew, don't hug me either. It's hot. Get off... ugh."

The small person hugs me tightly like a python. Her strength is so great that
I have to cry out in protest. Hmph. Does she think hugging me will make
me less mad?

Well... maybe a little. She smells nice.

"How can someone be this cute? How can someone like this exist in the
world?"

"Don't try to flatter me."

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Yu pulls away from me, smiling with tears streaming down her cheeks,
which startles me.

"Why are you this cute? Waah."

"What kind of person compliments and then cries? Where's your sincerity...
Hey, are you really crying?"

"Waaaah. I'm so happy that you aren't mad about me becoming your maid."

"Why do you want me to be mad about this so much? You ran away from
home and wanted to find a job quickly, so you had to use this trick. I could
piece things together, so I'm not mad. Besides... You're really good at
housework. You did your job perfectly. I'm okay with that."

"Waaaah."

"Geez, the more I talk, the more you cry."

I throw my bag and various files on the floor. The small person who's
hugging me and crying non-stop pauses for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

"Jump up. I'll carry you."

"Why?"

"You can cry on the bed."

"Waaah. Why are you so cute? Why, why, why?"

Even now, I still don't understand why she's crying, but she obediently lets
me carry her to the bed.

"I'm still mad at you, you know. What's this? P' Kitt has a smiling picture of
you, but when you're with me, you just keep crying. I don't even want to
look at you... There, there, wipe your tears, sweetheart. But I'm still mad at
you, just so you know."

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How did it come to this?

And why should I be mad that she's rich? I'm still confused...

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 👣 21. Blessing 👣
Right now, Yu has stopped crying. Actually, she doesn't spend much time
crying, but she tends to be more clingy because I'm still angry that I never
have any pretty pictures of her, unlike her fiancé, who has a picture with a
bright smile. Why is it that people who have never met her have such
pictures? It means we aren't close enough, right?

"Where are you going?"

As I get up to walk out of the room, the maid pulls my shirt. No, I should
say former maid because her true identity has been revealed.

"I'm thinking of going to America for a while."

"..."

"I'm just going out to get some water. It was a joke."

Why does no one ever laugh at my jokes? This is a mystery I've never
gotten an answer to.

"Ms. Frung, you are terrible at jokes. You don't have to look so serious. I
thought you were really going to America."

"How could I just go like that? You have no sense of humor at all."

I lift my chin in a huff but can still see Yu smiling happily out of the corner
of my eye.

"What are you smiling at? Did you find the joke funny now?"

"No, I just feel like you're finally talking normally to me."

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"How is this normal?"

"Well, you're willing to banter."

"No, I'm still angry. Look here; this is the face of someone who's angry!"

I stick out my tongue to emphasize and prepare to walk out, but Yu jumps
on my back like a little monkey, making me let out a small 'ack' from the
weight.

"What are you doing? You scared me."

"I'm trying to make up with you. Why are you this mad? If you want a
beautiful picture of me, you can just ask me. I'll take one right now. What
poses do you want?"

"Too late. Someone else already has a better picture than me. It hurts my
feelings."

"The picture you saw wasn't taken by that Mr. Kitt. That picture was taken
when I was studying abroad and sent back to my mom. Mom probably
picked a good picture, that's all."

"You sure?"

I glance at the person talking behind me, feeling surprised.

"It's not that P' Kitt took it?"

"How could he take it? We've never met in person. It was a picture for
matchmaking."

"Yeah, P' Kitt said that, too,"

I say to myself and change the subject.

"So, who took this picture?"

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"My friend who studied there with me. Didn't you have friends to take
pictures when studying abroad?"

"No."

"..."

"No one wanted to be friends with me,"

I answer, a bit embarrassed, clearing throat.

"So that picture was taken by someone else, and P' Kitt got it because your
mom sent it?"

"Exactly. You think so logically about my disguise, understanding even why

I had to use a fake degree, but you can't figure this out?"

"That's true..."

I start to think and smile embarrassedly, realizing I overlooked something

like this. Yu ran away from an arranged marriage to stay with me because
she didn't like P' Kitt. How could it be possible that P' Kitt took that picture
unless someone else
sent it?

"Are you smiling now?"

"Well..."

"You get so possessive that your logic and reason disappear, huh? Chomp."

Gasp!

The person clinging to my back nibbles one of my ears, making me shiver. I

get goosebumps on my arms, and I have to lift one of them up to look,
which makes Yu laugh.

"So sensitive. It was just a little nibble on the ear."

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"You're so annoying."

"You're not mad anymore, right?"

"Well, your explanation makes sense. I guess I'm not mad anymore."

I stick out my tongue and smile at the smaller person before carrying her
outside to pour two glasses of water, one for her and one for myself.

"Did you feel lonely without me today?"

"The house was so quiet. There was no one for me to secretly watch like
every night."

"Ah-hah, so you admit you were secretly watching me sleep naked."

"I used to, but lately, I haven't because I get too embarrassed... Don't change
the subject. Now that everything has come to this point, will you tell me
about yourself?"

I squat down to put her on the floor, but she clings to me tightly, insisting I
carry her. In the end, I have to take her to the nearby sofa and lie down
together.

"Can't I cling to you a bit longer?"

"You're heavy."

"So mean. Fine, we can talk like this."

"We need to look at each other when talking."

I sit up, but Yu, who loves to snuggle, takes this chance to push me down
and lie on top of me, resting her head on my chest and nuzzling her face
against it.

"You're very clingy today," I remark.

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"Once the anger is gone, I feel like I want to be close to you all the time. I
like you even more now. They say the more couples fight, the more kids
they have. I think I understand why a little."

"Stop... You're saying such an embarrassing thing."

"What do you want me to tell you?"

She plays with the buttons on my shirt and looks up at me.

"What do you want to know? Ask me."

"Let's start from the beginning. Why did you leave home?"

"I didn't want to be forced into marriage. You knew that."

"Can you tell me the details? From start to finish."

"You're so impatient."

"Once you finish, we can do other things."

I say, pretending to play with her hair, trying to lure her, which seems to
work. The sweet-faced girl clears her throat and starts telling her story from
the beginning to the end.

"I'll summarize it in three lines. We don't have much time today."

The three lines must be a joke because, in the end, she takes almost half an
hour to tell the whole story. I'm quite amazed to learn who she is. She's the
only daughter and heir to a jewelry business with multiple branches in
malls. She graduated from abroad in gem design to take over the family
business. However, being rich means her parents don't trust her enough to
find a suitable partner.

They believe women are more emotional than rational and might end up
with someone unsuitable, risking the family business. So, they arranged a
marriage with P' Kitt which was a suitable choice. Both families had the
same idea in mind: combining businesses. Considering their wealth, status,

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and education, no one could be more perfect. Yu, who'd just returned from
abroad, couldn't accept her parents' plan and ran away, taking her mom's
expensive watch to sell for some money to survive.

"Everything sounds good, but stealing is so out of character. Hah, a thief."

"What could I do? I could only grab that. Being a thief is better than being
forced to marry someone I've never met. But I only did it once. I've never
stolen anything from anyone."

"You've done it twice.

"When?"

"Recently."

"What did I do?"

The sweet-faced girl looks like she's seen a ghost, being accused. I look at
her and smile.

"You stole my heart. Eyyyyyyyyyy!"

"..."

"Not funny?"

"I told you not to joke with such a serious face. I can't tell it's a joke!"

She lightly hits my chest with her small fist, making me laugh and cough.
To stop her from hitting me, I grab her hands and hug her tightly, wrapping
my legs around her.

"Is that all?"

"That's it. It's already long... To not waste time, let's..."

"Wait."

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I push the mischievous maid's face away.

"I have one more question."

"What now? Why do you want to know so much? I've told you everything."

"Was working as a maid for me a coincidence or intentional?"

"Oh..."

Yu pauses, looking a bit embarrassed.

"How could I forget something important like this?"

"How did it happen? Why did you apply to work at my house?"

"It was both a coincidence and intentional. That day, I was wandering
around, not knowing what to do. Staying at my friend's house, I felt like I
was bothering them, so I walked around the market, hoping to find a job.
While sitting at the bus stop, I saw your car pass by."

"Hmm?"

I sit up, interested.

"Why was my car at the bus stop?"

"It was just passing by. I looked up and saw you daydreaming in the back
seat. The car stopped at a red light, and I immediately recognized... that
you're that kid."

"What kid?"

"The kid I met at cram school when I was in high school."

"What do you mean?"

"How can you not understand? We met ten years ago."

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Suddenly, my heart races with excitement. It feels too much like a drama. I
never knew I was in someone's memory, especially in high school when I
had no friends and didn't talk much. At cram school, I didn't have friends to
chat with either.

"I don't remember. What subject?"

"English. It was late, and it was raining heavily. It was hard to get home. I
remember you were the one standing in front of the cram school with me
and asked... 'Are you homeless'?"

"Huh?"

I'm digging through my memories from ten years ago but can't recall. Yu,
seeing my confused face, laughs and pokes my forehead.

"If you can't remember, don't worry. I'll tell you."

"I'm not the type to talk to strangers at all."

"But you talked to me that day. Even though the conversation was a bit
frustrating, you still tried to chat. I was waiting for a taxi to go home, but
none would take me. Then you called one, and we did get one."

"After that, I invited you in the car with me and had the driver take a detour
to drop you off... Oh, the memories are coming back."

This memory had been buried deep in my mind. It should've been

unforgettable. Inviting a stranger to share a ride home was something I'd
never done before. But that day, I felt sorry for the girl who couldn't get a
taxi, so I couldn't help but invite her to join me.

"Yes, you agreed to take a detour to drop me off. When I went to apply for a
job at your parent's house, I found out that you had the taxi take a detour to
drop me off before heading home."

"The taxi fare that day was almost two hundred baht. Ten years ago, that
was quite expensive... Look, I even remember the fare, but I couldn't
remember you!"

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I touch my mouth in astonishment.

"But you just saw me in the car and remembered?"

"Yes, that day I ran after your car from the bus stop. Luckily, your parent's
house wasn't far from the bus stop, so I knew where you lived. It must've
been Sunday, the day you had to come home for dinner with your parents."

"How lucky that you looked up and saw me. Otherwise, we wouldn't have
met. So, how did you... end up working for me?"

"I hung around your house for quite a while. The servants at your house saw
me so often that they asked who I was looking for. When they found out I
was looking for a job, they said they were looking for a maid and suggested
I apply. So, it was a perfect match. You hired me in a blink of an eye."

Yu smiles broadly, and I pull her into a hug, kissing her head lightly.

"Ah... It's so good that my instincts told me to hire you. When I saw your
face, I felt you were familiar and endearing. So much so that I wanted you
as a daughter."

"A daughter?"

"Or a puppy."

"Ms. Frung!"

"Well, you're so cute. I just wanted you."

"No parent says such things to their daughter.

"My love is unconditional love, you know?"

"Do you still want me as a daughter now? Hmph!"

From being affectionate, she starts to get annoyed and genuinely irritated,
making me smile before pulling her into another hug.

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"Don't you want to suck mommy's titties?"

"Ms. Frung!"

Yu sounds both shocked and amused, mixed with a bit of irritation. I finally
make a triumphant face.

"Ah... Finally, the joke worked. You giggled a little."

"That kind of joke is too much."

"Don't you want to suck my titties?"

"Are you done joking?"

"Okay, I'll stop. Now that we know the truth, you can go home."

I push her away, pretending to forget what I said earlier. Yu, seeing that I'm
about to get up, jumps on me and lies down, speaking in a babyish voice.

"Mommy."

"Now, who is the one joking... Whoa!"

It seems she can't wait any longer, both missing and longing for me. Plus,
we've just made up. So, we stop talking and express our love in other ways.

This honeymoon period shows no signs of ending soon, and it looks like
tonight will be a long one...

My body is thoroughly explored by the sweet-faced girl with her small

hands. Her thin lips trace from my chest to my toes. There isn't a part she
hasn't touched. Our bodies intertwine like snakes, the sweet and carnal scent
of sex making us both float in a light-headed state.

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My toes curl into the bedsheet as my legs are spread apart. Yu invades me
with both her lips and fingers. I moan, harmonizing with the pleasure. She
whispers words of love and touches me in ways no one else has. Then, we
take turns, ensuring neither of us reaches the climax alone.

"I want to swallow you whole."

"...."

"I don't want anyone else to see you."

"...."

"Promise you'll be mine alone."

She keeps murmuring as she climbs on top of me, rubbing her groin against
my thigh. The wetness mixed with the heat makes her moans incoherent. I
hold her waist, sitting up to nuzzle her neck, inhaling her sweet,
intoxicating scent. I help her move faster, more intensely, and reach out to
cup her beautiful breasts, urging her to reach her climax quickly.

"Hgnnnn."

Yu collapses face down on my legs when she comes. I turn her over, kissing
her face tenderly as she drifts off, exhausted from the passion.

"Sweet dreams, my dear."

"The dream would be even better if you hugged me."

She pulls me to lie on top of her, hugging me tightly.

"Stay like this, don't go anywhere."

"Mm."

"Sweet dreams, darling."

"Sweet dreams, darling."

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.

Last night, Yu went home around three in the morning. When I went down
to see her off, I glanced at her fancy European car and raised an eyebrow
slightly. The sweet-faced girl stood there, looking embarrassed, as if she
still felt guilty.

"Are you sure you're not mad about me being rich?"

"If I'm mad, it's because I never knew you could drive. I have a lot to learn
about you, Pixie."

"We can learn about each other for a lifetime."

"Good words"

After she left, I decided to talk to my mom about this. Another reason I
found out last night why she suddenly agreed to go home, even though she
ran away to avoid the arranged marriage, was partly because she wanted her
family to know what she was about to do. One of those things was telling
everyone that we were together. It was the bravery of the small person that
made me feel bold too.

She dares to reveal herself to make everything clear. I have to do the same.

In the morning, after showering and getting ready for work, I pick up the
phone and call my dad. It's rare for me to have a serious conversation with
him, but I want the one who listens to me the most to know first. Then, I'll
talk to the hardest person to talk to, my mom.

"Dad, please listen to what I have to say I want you to know first because I
need courage."

[What's up, troublemaker? It must be important Did you break up with Mr.
Kitt?]

"How did you know?"

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[From your slightly surprised tone, this isn't the main issue. So, get to the
point. Whatever it is, I'll listen quietly and support you.]

I bite my lip, feeling pressured. Even though Dad is kind, this isn't easy to
say. I need to cross a line to find my courage, and Dad is the first step in
helping me do that.

"I like women."

"...."

"And I've found the right one. If you ignore her gender, she's perfect for me
in every way. I hope you'll give us a blessing."

The line remains silent. I can't guess what expression Dad has. He may be
shocked, disappointed, or sad that his only daughter calls to say this early in
the morning, ruining his whole day.

[I trust your judgment... I hope everything goes well.]

"...."

[You have my blessing.]

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 👣 22.Pitiful 👣
Life is never easy, but worrying in advance doesn't help either. My dad's
feedback gives me a huge boost of confidence in this love, so much so that I
have to call and tell Pixie. On the other end, she sounds excited, surprised,
and happy to hear that I've already made a move.

[Ms. Frung, you're amazing! You finally told your dad about us.]

"Well, I thought I had to do something. You even go back home."

I say this while standing on tiptoe in front of the elevator, not knowing what
to do. The reflection of myself in the elevator mirror surprises me a bit. I'm
smiling so widely right now. Wow... am I really this happy?

[So, what are you going to do next? Have you thought about it?]

"Well... I guess I need to make it clearer, like..."

[Like what?]

"Are you free on Sunday? Let's have lunch together."

[But Sunday is family day, isn't it? Don't you usually go home, Ms. Frung?)

"I am going home."

[Are you inviting me to have a meal at your house? Is that okay? I know
you clear, but I didn't think you would do this. Won't Madam....]

"My mom no longer your boss. If it's not too much trouble, you can call her
'Mom'.
But maybe not..."

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[What? You're going back and forth.]

"If you have another mom, you probably won't be sucking my titties
anymore"

[Ms. Frung!!!]

"But it's okay. I'll let you be the 'Mommy' because I like to be the one
sucking the titties more. Hehe."

[Since when did you become like this? QWREESFDSF]

The embarrassed and flustered voice from the phone makes me laugh,
forgetting that I'm waiting for the elevator. What's more surprising is that I
was so lost in my own world that I didn't notice others waiting for the
elevator, too. Everyone is looking down at the floor, but I can see they're
holding back smiles.

"Go ahead first"

I nod to the employees behind me to enter the elevator first because I don't
want to squeeze in. But the real reason is that I don't know how to face them
after everyone heard what I said on the phone.

[Where are you, Ms. Frung?]

"In front of the elevator."

[Did anyone hear us talking?]

"...."

[Ms. Frung!]

"See you later. Mommy. S.Y.T!"

[S.Y.T?]

"Suck ya titties."

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[Ms. Frung!]

Hearing her flustered voice in the morning is a simple joy.

Once I set my mind to something, I follow through with my plan.

I arranged for Yu to come over on Sunday morning so we could have lunch

together at my house. The day before, I called my mom to tell her I was
bringing my lover for lunch. As usual, Mom ordered food from the same
hotel she thinks is the most delicious to impress today's guest.

"Isn't it Mr. Kitt?"

As soon as Yu appears with a new look, expensive clothes, and a polished

appearance, not the casual T-shirt and shorts from our first meeting, Mom
immediately asks loudly.

"No, it's not."

"But you told me you were bringing your lover for lunch today."

"Yes, Yu is my girlfriend."

I answer nonchalantly while Yu starts to step back, unsure of how to react.

We agreed to make this relationship as normal as possible and
acknowledged by our elders

Love is love. That's how we see it.

"What are you saying? And what about Mr. Kitt?"

"Not really my business. Yu... have a seat"

"What seat?!"

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Mom snaps and pushes me aside to get a clear look at Yu.

"What's this? How much did you spend to make your her look this good?"

"What do you mean, Mom? I didn't spend anything."

"This! How much have you spent? Expensive clothes and stuff don't make
your maid look better. What's the hell has gotten into you? We have a
reputation to uphold. You were in a relationship with Mr. Kitt. Why are you
now together with a maid? Not to mention that she's a woman."

"So what if she's a woman? It's normal nowadays. You should open your
mind a bit. Moreover I didn't buy these things for her. These are all hers."

"How can a maid afford expensive clothes and accessories? Do you know
why we shouldn't date poor people. No... people below our status? Because
they'll take advantage of us. Frung, you're being exploited."

"Even if she skinned me alive to cover herself, I'd let her. Why do you have
to insult her like that? As far as I remember, you never taught me to look
down on anyone.

"Frung!"

My plan to introduce my girlfriend today is scrapped because Mom ruined

the mood. Now, I'm standing face-to-face with her, neither of us backing
down until Yu tugs my arm to get my attention.

"It's okay, Ms. Frung. Let's talk calmly... Mom."

"I'm not your mom."

"Madam,"

Yu sighs and tries to smile. I accidentally bare my teeth at Mom for

snapping like that because I feel embarrassed and can't accept her behavior
toward my lover.

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"I know our relationship won't be easy. So, Madam, you can scold me all
you want, but please let me explain myself first"

"What do you have to explain?"

"First of all these clothes are really mine. I'm about to start working at my
family's company, so they got me appropriate outfits."

"Your family's company? Ha! You talk like you're some billionaire's kid.
Don't forget you're a maid"

"It's a long story. Here's the thing..."

Yu takes out her wallet and shows her ID card to Mom. Mom reads the
name and frowns slightly at the surname.

"Why does this surname sound familiar? Like I've heard it before."

"Of course, you've heard it. P' Kitt told you about his fiancée's surname.
Don't you remember?

"Mr. Kitt's fiancée?"

Mom looks at the little maid again.

"What about her?"

"Yu is the one who ran away from home because she was forced into an
arranged marriage. She's the heir of the jewelry business and P' Kitt's
fiancee."

I introduce my girlfriend proudly. It's like a climactic scene in a drama with

grand sound effects.

"But now she's my girlfriend. Do you believe now that these are her
clothes? Her bag, watch, shoes, everything is hers. I never gave her
anything except my body.

"Ms. Frung!"

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"Frun..."

Mom stumbles back, looking like she's about to faint.

"Mom, don't be dramatic. Fainting is for people who get heatstroke. Don't
believe everything you see in dram.... Whoa!"

I say that but can't help rushing to catch her as she really starts to collapse.
My mom, probably breathing too fast, gets dizzy and falls because of the
stress. Dad, who's been watching, quickly runs over to help and fans her
face to get some air.

"Frung, go get her some ya-hom medicine. I'll take care of her."

"I don't know how to make it."

"It's just ya-hom, Frung."

"I never do anything myself. Yu always does it."

"Where is it?"

Yu asks Dad instead, seeing that I'm still clueless.

"It's in...never mind, dear, the maid is here. Jib, make some ya-hom for
Madam."

Dad orders the housemaid and helps Mom to the nearby sofa. Mom isn't
seriously ill. After a while, she gets up, ready to argue again.

"I'm dreaming. This is a dream. Suddenly, the maid becomes a jewelry heir.
and my proud daughter as a girlfriend. This is all crazy."

"You're not crazy. It's not a dream. It's reality, and you have to accept it."

"Accept it!?"

Mom stands up and then collapses back onto the sofa.

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"Who can accept this? Being normal one moment and then suddenly
becoming a pervert who likes the same sex"

"Pervert? That's too harsh. We're just normal people who love each other.
Can't you accept that?"

"No. I can't"

"Dad doesn't mind. Why do you have to make it difficult?"

"Dad doesn't mind because he also li..."

Mom stops and glances at her husband before pursing her lips.

"No. I can't accept it. You're my pride, my perfect daughter. How can I
accept you liking another woman?"

"I've never disappointed you. I did whatever you wanted, whether it was
about what or where I studied. I never refused you anything, but can you
give me just this one thing, Mom."

"Are we alone in this world? Do we have no reputation to uphold anymore?

What about business credibility and connections?"

"What does that have to do with me having a girlfriend? If you want me to

marry a rich guy to merge businesses, let me tell you, that's so outdated. If
you want to work with someone, just do a joint venture. It's that simple Stop
being so old- fashioned with this 'marriage of convenience' nonsense."

"No way. I won't allow it. And what about you, Frung? You're dating a
woman. How are you going to have kids?"

"Then we just won't have any. With an economy like this, the pandemic,
and the cost of raising a child, do you even know how much that is? If it's
such a big deal, we can do IVF.

"I won't allow it!"

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Mom screams like in a soap opera, and it leaves me stunned. This is it the
influence of media. In other countries, people don't scream when they don't
get their way. Only in Thailand do they mimic villains from TV shows, and
my mom is one of them.

"This time, I won't give in either."

"Then don't you call me 'mom' ever again!"

"Mom?!"

I look at Mom, shocked by her stubborn refusal. The sweet-faced person

next to me tugs at my sleeve, signaling me to stop arguing and retreat for
now. Clearly, we won't get anywhere today.

"Let's talk when you're calmer, Mom."

"Next time we talk, I'll still say the same thing. I won't allow it."

"Run away together."

Dad, who's been listening quietly, finally speaks up in a calm voice. This
shocks Yu and me even more than Mom's scream.

"What?!"

"Dad..."

"I'm serious. Just run away together. If the people around you are such a
problem, then just go live together, just the two of you."

Dad looks at Mom and clenches his fist.

"Don't make the same stupid mistake I did, destroying your own happiness
for the sake of the elders and ruining another woman's life, turning her into
someone like this."

"...."

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"Someone pitiful like you."

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 👣 23.Understanding 👣
The atmosphere, which was already tense, becomes even more strained
when Dad raises his voice. Since I was a child, I've always seen Dad with a
calm smile, speaking little and letting Mom manage my life in her motherly
way. If it wasn't something serious, Dad wouldn't get involved at all. From
my perspective, it seemed like he respected Mom quite a bit. But today,
everything seems different. Mom is the one causing a scene, and Dad is the
one trying to calm things down. My dad's words carry a hidden meaning
that makes me curious and a bit speculative, but I don't dare to guess too far.
I just stay silent and watch the situation unfold

"Don't you pity me! Stop looking at me like that!"

Mom explodes, forgetting that it's not just family here but also Yu. Yu
reaches out to hold my hand tightly as if to give me strength or perhaps seek
help because she's afraid Mom might lash out at her. Dad glances our way
and nods slowly.

"Go back first. I'll handle this."

"Yes"

Dad's words sound like a suggestion, but if you listen closely, it's an order
With Yu still here, Dad can't fully handle this situation. Yu and I leave
without even touching our food. The entire ride in the car is silent because I
don't know what to say. Everything seems terrible. Even though I come
prepared, it's worse than I imagined.

"It's okay. Ms. Frung."

Yu touches the back of my hand and gently strokes it. I don't dare to look
her in the eye because the family issues make me feel so ashamed.

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"I'm sorry it turned out this way"

"I knew from the start it wouldn't be easy. This is just the beginning. You
haven't even met my family yet."

Thinking about that, I look at her, starting to feel a bit scared. Yu gives a
weak smile.

"Is your family very strict?"

"Why do you think I ran away from home?"

"What? We've already overcome financial and status obstacles. Why does it
seem so difficult? If I were a man, it'd be better"

"Then we probably wouldn't be in love"

"Why?"

"Because I like you as a woman. If you were a man, we mightn't have met
at the cram school. I wouldn't have dared to walk around naked to tease
you"

Hearing that, I smile slightly

"So, walking around naked was really to seduce me, huh?"

"Well, it worked, didn't it?"

"How can you be sure I'd play along? You're a woman, too."

"It's like there's a feeling. It's hard to explain. I sensed that if I pushed a
little more, you'd definitely waver. Maybe it was the first time we made eye
contact when you were nervous and had a funny demeanor, something like
that."

"You know-it-all I didn't even realize I liked you."

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"I think I'm attractive to both men and women. Back in school, many girls
hit on me.

"Hmm?"

I pull my neck back a bit as the car stops at a red light.

"Really? Girls can hit on other girls? I never knew that before. I thought
only you dared to do something like this. I'm shocked."

"Cute. I like your shocked gesture. Do it again."

I place my hand on my chest again.

"I'm shocked"

"So cuuuuuute. I want it."

"What do you want?"

"What else do I want from you?"

Yu blinks rapidly like a child who gets a new toy, making me lean back
slightly in surprise

"Just me acting shocked makes you want to do it with me? Why are your
desires this easily ignited?"

"It happens only with you. With others, I'm not like this."

"How would I know? You never had anyone else."

"Did I ever say that?"

"Hm?"

I sit up straight and furrow my brows. She raises an eyebrow and nods
forward.

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"The light's green"

"What do you mean? You used to date someone?"

"The car behind us is honking"

"Pixie, are you serious or joking?"

"Hmm. Ms. Frung, if your P' Kitt met me, do you think he'd like me?"

"You're trying to annoy me, aren't you?"

"They say jealousy makes people more passionate Hehe.

She didn't answer my question as if she intended to leave it a mystery. Her

reason was, so that you will always think of me, which I must admit,
worked. No matter what I'm doing-even while sitting at my computer
working right now, I still wonder about what she hinted at.

That's right. I never asked if she had a boyfriend before. Or maybe I did but
didn't get an answer, or I just don't remember.

But with her unique charm and tactics, I think many people must've hit on
her. Even the food delivery guy, after seeing her once, messaged her on
LINE and risked getting reported for harassment. Mysteries need to be
solved. Just as I'm about to grab my phone to text Yu, a call from my
secretary comes through, saying there's a visitor. And that visitor is..

"Why did you come yourself. Dad? I could've gone see you."

Someone who almost never shows up at my workplace unless there's a

major shareholders meeting comes in a casual polo shirt and slacks,
indicating this isn't an official visit. Dad waves for me to sit back down and
pulls a chair to sit across the table to talk.

"If we talked at home, we wouldn't go anywhere."

"I haven't asked how things were after I left. I didn't dare call, afraid the
situation would still be tense."

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"That's why I came to see you. As for your mom, she's holed up in her
bedroom, not talking to anyone"

"Oh okay."

"...."

"...."

We both fall silent. I don't know what to say next. There were so many
questions I wanted to ask before, but I was afraid of the answers, so I chose
to stay quiet. And Dad, probably guessing what I want to know, starts
speaking first.

"I'll tell you why your mom is so adamantly opposed to it while I am on

your side."

I don't know if I should listen to this. When Dad and Mom argued the other
day, I thought I heard Mom slip something out, making me choose to shun
away any further information. That's right when it's about someone close to
us, we act like we can't accept it. And it's even harder if that person is our
child or grandchild.

And probably our dad, too!.

"Okay"

We both fall silent again. I clasp my hands on the table and smile at Dad as
if to encourage him. Or maybe I should just say he doesn't have to tell me if
it's hard for him. But before I can do anything, Dad starts speaking.

"Your mom and I were forced into an arranged marriage..."

A lot of stories spill from Dad's mouth, and my job is just to listen quietly.
Dad and Mom were set up to meet, and their parents approved of the
marriage without caring if either had previous lovers. Suitability was the
only important thing, and it'd bring their businesses together well.

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Back then, Dad's family business wasn't this great until he married Mom,
the daughter of a big bank owner. A lot of capital flowed in, allowing Dad
to expand and branch out the product line, leading to what our family has
today. My company, which deals with a web search engine, is one of the
subsidiaries that branched out but still falls under Dad's influence.

The reasons Dad had to comply so much were ambition and the parents.

Dad used to think having a big company and lots of money would make
him happy. But no, as time went on, he became emotionless, especially with
Mom, whom he didn't love. Having me was the most awkward outcome,
but luckily, I was an obedient child, never causing trouble for them. I was
the only hope for taking over his business in the future and the hope for
Mom's idea of perfection.

"I had a lover"

"...."

"A boyfriend."

Even though I could guess, hearing it from him makes me feel indescribable
It's too suffocating. I think I understand my mom a bit now.

"Mom knew about this all along, didn't she?"

"Yes, that's why she's so opposed to your situation."

"While you understand me very well."

"Yeah"

Dad looks at me steadily before asking bravely.

"How do you feel knowing this?"

"Shocked, but I get it."

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Maybe because I'm a daughter, I sympathize with Mom a lot, too. I'm quite
unsure. I lick my teeth in thought and look at Dad.

"Actually, you didn't have to tell me this. It must've been hard for you."

"I had to tell you so you'd understand why your mom is so opposed. As I
said... your mom is very pitiful. Nowadays, your mom and I live like
strangers. We have separate bedrooms and only talk about you. And now it
seems we can't even talk about you anymore."

"Did you ever go back to talk to your ex-boyfriend?"

"Never."

"Why not?"

"Because it'd hurt both him and your mother."

Dad says, almost like he's talking to himself.

"If I go back to him, I'm afraid I won't come back again."

"...."

"When you get older, you realize life is very short. You should grab
whatever happiness you can. But, you know... if I hadn't married your
mother, I wouldn't have a lovely daughter like you to pour my heart out
with."

"Have you ever told anyone this before?"

"Never. You're the first"

Dad left, and it seemed like the story he told had completely replaced the
thoughts of Yu that were swirling in my head earlier. By the time I

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remembered to reply to her message, she'd already sent a sticker with a
pouting face.

Yu:
You didn't reply to my message.

Yu:
I don't love you anymore.

Frung:
I was just lost in thought.

Frung:
My dad came to the office just now. We talked a bit.

Yu:
Are you okay?

The message makes me smile a little before I reach for the phone from my
secretary. She informs me that a guest named 'Kitt' is here to see me.

Frung:
Not okay. P' Kitt is here.

Yu:
He's definitely here to bother you.

Yu:
Send him away quickly. I'm jealous, you know!

This is what it feels like when someone acts all jealous and possessive. It's
kind of cute I keep that smile in my heart before inviting P' Kitt in, standing
to greet him respectfully. Lately, it seems like I've been showing him a bad
attitude because I was too hung up on Yu's photos. The handsome man
walks in wearing a formal suit but looks exhausted like he hasn't slept.

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"Hello, P" Kitt,"

I say, giving him a polite war, and he returns the gesture before looking me
in the eyes.

"I want to talk to you about that day. I'm not a persistent person, but I still
don't get what happened. We can end things amicably, but I need to know
the reason. I'm a mathematician kind of guy; if I can't solve the problem, it's
hard for me to move on."

P Kitt has always been someone who makes sense. It's my fault for not
being clear with him I invited him to dinner at home and then broke up with
him on the way back. No normal person does that (but I'm a normal person,
though).

"Please, have a seat."

"If I sit, I'm afraid we'll talk for too long. Standing is better, you can be
brief... I know you don't like to drag things out. What happened?"

I give him a small smile before sighing a little It's like the difficulty of
deciding to fire an employee to cut losses. They didn't do anything wrong,
but they have to be let go because of my own mistakes.

"I like someone else more than you."

"So, while we were in a relationship, you had someone else?"

"It's not like that I'm not so terrible that I'd keep someone as a backup but it
was a feeling that told me not to drag it out. Better to cut it off early so
neither of us gets hurt. And the other person doesn't have to feel like they
are in a secret relationship anymore."

"Okay"

"I'm sorry for playing with your feelings. I tried."

"I know you tried, very hard even."

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"Why are you such a good person?"

I look at P' Kitt with gratitude. He's mature and generous enough not to be
angry or hate me.

"When I think that someday you'll marry someone else, I feel jealous"

"If you're jealous, why did you leave me?"

"I'm not good enough. Besides. if we got married, we'd end up breaking up
anyway because I realized later..."

"Realized what?"

"Realized that I like women."

My answer leaves P' Kitt stunned for a moment before he nods in

understanding.

"Hmm, I see. I understand now"

"I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me."

"Like I said I still want to see that maid."

"P' Kitt."

He smiles at me through his tears. Mentioning the maid means he has some
idea, which makes me look down at my desk in shame until his large hand
gently rests on my head

"It's okay. It's good. I didn't like you that much yet. Ending it early, we can
still be good friends."

"Thank you."

"Let's have dinner sometime. Bring that maid. I really want to see what kind
of person won your heart."

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 👣 24. Slap 👣
Ever since I cleared things up with P' Kitt, I feel like a huge weight has
been lifted off my chest. Luckily, the handsome guy was quite
understanding. Even when I told him directly that I liked women, he still
treated me with respect. We went from being potential lovers back to being
friends. I tested this by messaging him on LINE, and he responded
normally, even inviting me to a new Michelin-starred restaurant he found.

Kitt:
Bring your girlfriend, too. I'll treat you both. Eating alone is lonely.

Frung:
No way. What if you like my Pixie? She's really pretty.

Kitt:
What kind of person do you think I am?

Frung:
You're a good person, but I'm possessive.

Kitt:
You're cute.

I smile at his response. Of course, Yu is always watching my every move.

She scrunches her nose in annoyance while we watch a series together.

"Smiling so much. Hmph"

"P" Kitt is nice. He even said to invite you to dinner, and he'll treat us."

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"Praising him a lot, huh? You must regret breaking up with him."

"Of course, but I can't help it. I like you more."

"Well, now I really want to meet him. He was my ex fiancée, you know.

"Don't tease me."

"Can you tell when I'm teasing? Hehe, I like seeing you get possessive."

Yu puts her legs over my lap and rests her head on my shoulder. She looks
like a little kid sitting on her dad's tap, watching TV.

"By the way, have you talked to your mom yet?"

I sigh at this since our argument, I haven't been home. Even though a week
has passed, which included Sunday, I still haven't gone to see my mom. It's
like I'm protesting, waiting for her to call and apologize first.

Sometimes. I can be so childish

"Not yet. I know it won't go well if I go back."

"Have you tried talking you need to understand her. This kind of thing hurts
if it happens to someone close"

I know that, but I just don't want to go back and argue with her. It always
ends in anger. Even my usually calm dad lost his temper with her that day.

"I'll try to talk to her, but not anytime soon"

"We knew from the start it wouldn't be easy. Even you took a while to
accept the truth and even fired me once"

"Why are you defending my mom so much today?"

"I don't want you to have problems with your family. You haven't even met
my family yet.

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I straighten up, feeling a bit uneasy Yu, noticing my reaction, gently rubs
my arm to comfort me.

"Is your family strict?"

"Probably as strict as yours. I've already hinted to them that I have a

girlfriend"

"And what did they say?"

"They didn't accept it. They keep bringing up P' Kitt. What's so great about
him?"

Yu makes a face like she's chewing something bitter. I start to feel insecure,
realizing I might be compared to P' Kitt by Yu's family.

"But when I think about it. P' Kitt is perfect. I can't compete with him at
all."

"No matter how great he is, if I don't want him, what can anyone do?
Besides. you shouldn't worry. It's not like he likes me. He was thrilled when
I ran away from home. Otherwise, he wouldn't be with you."

"Now I'm really worried."

"Don't worry about things that haven't happened yet. If there're too many
troubles, we can follow your dad's advice."

"Are you suggesting we run away?"

"If it comes to that, will you go with me?"

"Yes"

"You answered without thinking."

"What else can I do? There's no other choice."

"Then don't worry. We'll handle this together."

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Yu starts to get playful, slipping her hand under my shirt and kissing my
neck, making me shiver.

"And tonight, I'll take the lead."

"You always do."

"You never start first."

We make out on the couch, and I forget my earlier worries as Yu undresses

and climbs on top of me."

How could I not run away with her?

Even though today isn't Sunday, after thinking it over, I decided to visit
home. Even if I don't want to argue, I should let my mom see me. When I
step into the house, I find her drinking water in the kitchen in her pajamas,
indicating she hasn't gone out and has probably been in her room all day.

"Mom."

My call makes her pause before she finishes her glass of water.

"Did you forget something here?"

Since I don't usually come home on weekdays, she asks, pretending to

sound surprised, though her face remains neutral.

"I forgot that I should come home for family day. So I'm here to make up
for it. Have you lost weight?"

"Probably. I haven't been eating much."

"Then have dinner with me tonight."

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"Mm."

Mom is more agreeable than usual, or maybe she's too tired to argue. We
don't touch on the sensitive topic, we just sit facing each other at dinner,
with Dad at the head of the table. The atmosphere is so tense it's
suffocating. Sometimes, I think her old, talkative, bossy self was better than
this. I'm not used to this quiet version of her.

"I told our daughter that I'm gay."

Mom almost drops her spoon but catches it in time. I'm just as shocked by
Dad's bluntness

"Are you crazy?"

"I want her to understand why you reacted against it so strongly.

"So now you understand her completely, and I'm the enemy she has to
fight."

"One side supports, the other opposes. That's family."

"This is the most shameful thing. It's so sensitive you shouldn't have told
her about this"

Mom looks at Dad with teary eyes, avoiding my gaze out of

embarrassment.

"Don't be ashamed, Mom. I understand."

"Of course you do. You're both perverts!"

Okay, now she's back to yelling, which oddly makes me feel better, though
I'm also angry at her words. Just as I'm about to leave the table to cool off in
the bathroom, Yu messages me.

"I need to take care of something. You two talk."

"What? Why can't you do it here? That maid texted, didn't she?"

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"Yes, you're so smart, Mom."

I sarcastically reply and call Yu instead of texting back. Mom, seeing my

defiance, slams her utensils down but doesn't yell, maintaining some
dignity. Once I'm away from the dining room, I speak to Yu as soon as she
answers.

"Sorry for the delay. I was quarreling with Mam."

[You're at your parents home? Good girl. I like the word quarreling. You're
so cute.]

"Really? Just saying that is cute?"

[Everything you do is cute. Did you call me just to avoid your mom? I just
texted you.]

"Yeah. What are you doing?

[You'll be surprised.]

"I'm ready. What's more surprising than being called a pervert by your
mom?

[Oh, sweetie...]

"It's okay. I knew it wouldn't be easy. So, what's the surprise?"

[Mr. Kitt and his family are at my house. My parents surprised me with a
matchmaking visit.]

"What!"

I make the shocked gesture.

"That really is surprising. How's it going?"

[He's handsome, has a deep voice, clean. But I almost slapped him when he
spoke.]

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"He talked shit to you?"

[Hehe, even your swearing is cute...No! Every time I see his mouth, I
imagine you kissing him.]

"Being possessive, huh?" I laugh.

"I was figuring myself out. Kissing him and you felt different."

[Should I kiss him back to reclaim you's kisses?]

"Don't be mean. So, how's it going after the surprise?"

[I haven't done anything yet. He's nice to you, so I didn't want to embarrass
him by revealing we're dating. But overall, he's polite, makes eye contact,
has good manners, and is rich, offering to treat us to dinner.]

"And what did you say?"

[I agreed out of politeness, but honestly, I won't go.. Oops, my mom's

calling me. I'll update you later. Don't be jealous. I'm being forced to meet
him.]

"Who's the one being jealous? Wasn't you about to slap him?"

[Hehe, true. Scew him.]

"What?"

[I'm off now.]

Honestly, I heard what she said, but I asked again because I wanted to hear
it one more time. It sounded cute. After finishing the call and preparing to
head back to the dining room, P' Kitt sends me a message on my phone,
which makes me a bit annoyed.

He just met my girlfriend, and now he's texting me. Hmph.

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Kitt:
Frung, we promised we'd have a meal together. Remember?

Frung:
I do. You said you'd treat me

Kitt:
Wow, you remember that well.

(Of course, I remember. Pixie just told me that you were acting generously
and offering to treat her. Money must come easy for him.)

Kitt.
So, I was thinking of inviting you to dinner this Saturday. Are you free?

Kitt:
You can bring your girlfriend.

Frung:
You're really eager to meet my girlfriend, aren't you?

Kitt:
It's not like that. If you go with me alone, it might look bad. Besides, I'll
bring a friend too.

Kitt:
It'll be a double date.

Frung:
Double date? Do you have a new girlfriend, P' Kitt? What... why do I feel
annoyed?

Frung:
You got over me so quickly?

Kitt:
If you hadn't dumped me, I wouldn't have met her. I'm tired of typing. I'll
call you.

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.

He really does call me. I've been away from the dining table for too long,
and I have to stay and talk for a bit. Why does he want to have dinner with
me this much?

"Yes, P' Kitt?"

I answer the call. His excited tone surprises me because P' Kitt usually
controls his emotions well. He's never sounded like this before.

[So, here's the thing I feel a bit guilty saying this, but it's in the past now. I
think maybe I didn't like or love you that much.]

"You called to say this? That hurts."

I laugh, standing with my hand on my hip, even though he can't see me.

"Who is this woman?"

[This is the first time I've felt this way... I think I fell in love with her the
moment i saw. her in person.]

"Hm? Who is she? A celebrity? What do you mean by 'in person'?"

[Do you remember I told you about the fiancée my parents arranged for
me?]

At this point, I get a strange, uneasy feeling. This can't be.....

"I remember. Your smiley fiancée in the photo."

[That's her... The moment I looked into her eyes, I knew I was completely
in love. She's the real deal, Frung. Thank you for breaking up with me. I'm
not being sarcastic... If I'd met her later, we would've ended our relationship
painfully.]

"P' Kitt, don't tell me you like your fiancée who you met today."

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[How did you know I met her today? I haven't told you anything... Or did I
slip and forget... Yes, yes, I'm coming.]

P' Kitt shouts to someone on the other end, then quickly returns to our
conversation.

[Anyway, see you this Saturday. My treat. Bring your girlfriend. I'll bring
my fiancée too.]

"What's your fiancée's name? So I can call her properly."

Even though I already know, I want to hear it with my own ears. And it's
just as I expected

[Her narne is Yu.]

Ugh, I want to slap him!!!

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 👣 25.Darling 👣
So, I agreed to have dinner with him, which, to be honest, felt really
awkward when I found out that his date was actually my girlfriend. Yu, who
knew everything, agreed to go instead of declining from the start.

But then again, I can't really expect her to refuse when even I can't do it
myself.

P' Kitt picks me up at my condo and says we should just take one car. But
when he sees I don't bring my maid along, he can't help but ask.

"Where's your maid?"

She's sitting right next to you.

"She's not working today"

"Is she really a maid? If you're dating, why don't you live together? I
thought you and your maid were already living together"

Yu glances through the rearview mirror and smiles, raising her eyebrows
playfully at me, which, of course, P' Kitt can't see.

"What would my parents think?"

"So, you're dating without your parents approval?"

P' Kitt says understandingly.

"Well, I get it."

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He speaks as if musing to himself before smiling at Yu, who has been
sitting quietly for a while.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you to my sis. Yu, this is Frung."

"Hello. Mr. Kitt's sister? You don't look alike at all."

"We're close friends."

"You sure seem close. Wow... I wish I had one."

Yu smiles sweetly at P' Kitt with a hint of something more. I don't know
what it means, but from what I see, P Kitt doesn't see it the same way I do.
He smiles and laughs nervously.

"Frung and I have known each other for a long time. We go back a long
way."

"Strange. There is someone as beautiful as her, and you didn't try to date her
If it were me.."

The sweet faced girl looks at me through the rearview mirror again and
smiles, clearly pleased. Today, she seems quite mischievous. Maybe it's the
branded clothes and expensive perfume that make her look like a rich,
cunning girl, unlike the Yu who stays with me, wearing T-shirts and shorts,
cleaning the house all day.

"What if it were you?"

I tease back, feeling like I'll be a supporting character today and don't want
to be overshadowed.

"Would you try to date me?"

"Something like that. I don't mind whether it's a girl or a guy. I love
someone who has a good look, especially someone as cute as you I wouldn't
let her slip away."

"You're very confident."

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"Well, I have some experience."

We exchange glances through the mirror, not fighting but teasing each
other. with P' Kitt completely oblivious.

"Eh, what do you mean?"

P' Kitt clears his throat a bit when Yu reveals her sexuality. She shows no
intention of hiding her sexuality

"Since we're here to get to know each other today. I don't plan to hide
anything from you. Mr. Kitt... I date women sometimes."

She smiles coolly and giggles.

"These days, people are more open minded. I don't want to hide it from you.
Finding out later might feel like being deceived."

"O...Okay"

"What about you. Ms. Frung, do you like women?"

"I do like to look at them if they're beautiful."

Yu turns from the front seat and looks at me with a mischievous smile, the
kind she always has when she feels victorious.

"Would you look at someone like me?"

"Already looking."

"Attagirl."

So cute. Even though she acts all mischievous, she's still adorable in every
way. Yu, who never wore perfume, felt like an innocent girl. But today, just
a little perfume turns her into a sexy young woman.

"What perfume are you wearing?"

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The question, unrelated to the conversation, makes Yu, who initially looked
mischievous, show a bit of a Pixie-like expression as if caught off guard.

"Dior."

"Lovely."

"The perfume?"

I lean in and mouth silently for her to read my lips.

"You."

Her mischievous face slowly turns red as if her blood is circulating too
well. She then sits back normally and clears her throat.

"You haven't answered me yet. If it were me, would you try to date me. Ms
Frung?

"She won't. She already has a girlfriend"

P' Kitt, who's looking ahead, answers for me, perhaps thinking it's a
difficult question for me to answer.

"She also dates women.

"I already knew that. I was asking if she didn't have a girlfriend, would she
try to date me?"

"How did you know she dates women?"

There's a moment of silence, probably because Pixie slips out, making P'
Kitt curious.

"Probably when you asked if Ms. Frung didn't bring her maid, I guessed the
maid must be a woman. Someone important enough to invite for dinner
must be a close friend or a girlfriend. So, I guessed she must have a
girlfriend.

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"Very observant."

P' Kitt looks at Yu admiringly, then asks for my opinion through the mirror.

"What do you think, Frung? Does she suit me?"

"Do you need her opinion? If she says no, will you not have dinner with
me?"

The playful question is testing me on how to respond. If I say 'yes, it means

I support them. If I say 'No.' P' Kitt will be in an awkward position.

"No"

I see Yu's pleased smile at my answer. Only P' Kitt starts to look worried
and speaks hesitantly.

"Come on, Frung. Don't do me like that"

"This woman is a 'No."

"How so?"

P" Kitt starts to look visibly stressed, gripping the steering wheel tightly
and feeling bad for asking in the first place.

"Ms. Yu likes women If you date her, you'll be paranoid every time she
meets a woman, and even more so when she meets a man... not to mention
the food delivery guy who confessed to her on LINE"

When I mention this, my voice starts to sound really irritated. I was the one
who went down to scold that delivery guy to stop bothering my maid out of
jealousy. This girl is good at flirting. It's infuriating.

"I wouldn't be like that."

"She makes a good point, though. Dating me might make you paranoid,
wondering if I really like you. Like now, you don't even know how I feel
about Ms. Frung."

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"What?"

"Ms. Frung is so cute. I like her."

Pixie's straightforward answer makes me a bit flustered. I quickly lean back

in my seat, resting my chin on my hand, and look out the window, feeling
awkward. It's a mix of embarrassment and not knowing how to act.

"I know."

"Know what?"

"Know that I'm cute."

"Hehe."

The giggle that I usually hear when she's pleased with something slipped
out. Since sitting together in the car, Yu has only smiled. This is probably
the first giggle in the car this time.

"What are these two girls joking about?"

P' Kitt laughs at the strange situation as if trying to make the previous
conversation seem like a joke.

"I wasn't joking."

I lock eyes with her through the rearview mirror again.

"I really like her"

She's hinted this much. Now, it's as if she's trying to pressure me subtly
waiting for me to tell P' Kitt myself. Yu probably decided not to hide
anything about herself. But that means I have to cooperate with her. If I'm
ready to tell P Kitt, so is she.

"I'm so hungry Where's the restaurant"

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I change the subject. Yu wrinkles her nose a bit and smiles, not really angry
because she knows me too well. She knows I don't want to hurt his feelings
too much. But I don't plan to drag it out for long. When I broke up with
him, I didn't give him any hope I can do it again today.

"Pattaya"

The handsome guy drives about an hour to Pattaya just to take us out for
dinner. This restaurant is famous online and lives up to its reputation. The
atmosphere and taste are unmatched. Our table is filled with food that can
feed ten people. Yu excuses herself to the bathroom, giving P' Kitt a chance
to talk to me alone.

"Frung, why did you say that in front of her?"

"What did I say?"

"That she is a 'No'.

"I didn't want to lie to you. You can't handle her."

I tell him honestly. Besides being mischievous, she's also a schemer. Do you
think someone who could sneak out of the house without caring about
anything like Pixie is ordinary? She approached me so smoothly and got
me, too.

"She doesn't seem dangerous at all. You just said that. Sitting together in the
car. I was really nervous when you said that. It's our first dinner together."

"Yet, you still brought me along."

"I didn't want her to think I brought her to Pattaya for anything
inappropriate, just for dinner."

"Then why do you take us so far for dinner?"

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"I want her to remember that our first date is at the beach."

"Did you tell her that I'm your ex?"

"Who would dare? What would she think if I told her I brought my ex to
meet my new girlfriend?"

"I don't understand you."

"You're my friend, someone I can talk to about this... I think we're quite
close."

Gulp

As I mention this, I feel a sense of shame. He sees me as his closest

confidant. He brings me along because he wants Yu to know more about his
world and understand what kind of person he is. Or, to put it more
accurately, he brings me to cheer him on.

"Aren't you afraid that Ms. Yu might like me instead?"

"Huh?"

I lock eyes with P' Kitt and ask another question.

"And aren't you afraid that I, who already like women, might like Ms. Yu?"

"That's ridiculous. You have a girlfriend. People don't fall in love that
quickly."

"Well, even you liked her from the first time you met her. Time doesn't
matter....Who knows, maybe after today's meal, I and Ms. Yu might end up
together."

"Don't joke like that."

Even though he laughs it off, I can sense a certain fear. Yu has hinted at so
many things in the car, and she expects me to finish the job. P' Kitt should
be wary of these signals by now.

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"I'm back. What do I miss?"

Yu intentionally sits next to me, even though the original seating

arrangement was next to P'Kitt.

"We were just talking about general stuff. Let's eat. The food has been
sitting here for a while"

"Indeed, it looks delicious."

Yu picks up a serving spoon to scoop some deep fried sea bass with fish
sauce, with P. Kitt helping. But she shakes her head slightly.

"I can do it myself, Mr. Kitt. Please, help yourself."

"Oh... okay."

"Here, eat a lot. Ms. Frung. You're too skinny."

Yu puts some food on my plate and props her arm, looking at me.

"You haven't been eating breakfast lately, have you?"

Yu's question makes me smile awkwardly. I haven't been eating much

because I'm too lazy to cook and don't know how to respond, especially
with P' Kitt watching us talk so intimately.

"Ms. Yu. please eat. Don't worry about me."

"How can I not worry? Did you skip breakfast just to eat this meal all at
once."

Yu turns to P' Kitt with a seemingly vengeful look.

"Mr. Kitt, too. Bringing us this far for a meal, Ms. Frung must be starving.
It's already two in the afternoon. What if she gets a stomach ulcer?"

"You seem to get close to Frung very quickly."

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Yu doesn't respond and starts putting food on her own plate. We eat quietly
until Yu initiates the conversation again.

"Before meeting me, I heard you had a girlfriend. Why did you break up?"

She asks P' Kitt, even though she knows. P' Kitt, uncomfortable with the
question, takes a big gulp of water and tries to find the best answer.

"She liked someone else, but we parted on good terms."

"Why did you let her go so easily? Does that mean you didn't like her as
much as you thought? For me, the more I love someone..."

Yu looks at me.

"The less I'm willing to let them go."

"Maybe you're right. I mightn't have liked her enough"

"When you were dating, what did you call your girlfriend?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you have any pet names for each other, like 'chubby or 'troublemaker."

She suddenly changes the topic catching P' Kitt off guard, but he answers.

"No, I just called her by her name"

"For me, my lover called me 'Pixie."

"That's cute. But if your ex called you that, I can't call you that"

"Of course, please don't call me that. It's reserved for the person alone."

Yu turns to me and smiles, pleased.

"So, what do you want me to call you?"

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Just call me by my name for now. We're not in a relationship yet. I was just
asking."

"Oh, okay."

The straightforward rejection makes P' Kitt a bit disheartened.

"And Ms. Yu, what would you like to call your lover?"

"Darling."

The word is directed at me when she says it, making my face flush red
without needing a mirror to know. It's the word I use to call her when I'm in
an unusual mood when she takes me to the climax while we're both naked.

"But let's save it for special moments. It adds to the mood."

Yu continues eating, and P' Kitt changes the subject.

"I heard you ran away from home. Where did you go, and what did you
do?"

"You're the reason You dare to ask?"

Yu laughs, and P' Kitt smiles along

"That's why I'm asking I feel guilty."

"I stole my mom's watch and money, pawned them, got some cash, and
stayed with my old high school friend. Paid cheap rent and then started
looking for a job. But I couldn't use my real qualifications because the big
jewelry companies in the country are owned by my family. So, I used my
high school diploma to apply as a maid"

"A maid."

"Yes, I worked as a maid for a rich family for a while. They're kind."

Yu says while stroking my thigh under the table, teasing me.

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"She invited me to stay with her. Luckily, I have a cute face. At first, she
wanted me to be her daughter"

"Really?"

"But what kind of daughter kisses her mom and sucks her mom's boobs,
right Ms. Frung?"

Seeing Yu trying to reveal more and more of our story, I start to feel guilty
toward both of them. Yu is trying to make P' Kitt know the truth as soon as
possible by giving hints while I remain silent, not saying anything. And P'
Kitt remains clueless, looking pitiful.

"So, you and the homeowner...."

I close my eyes and interject at the climax.

"Yes, we're a couple."

P' Kitt looks at me, stunned, and Yu rests her head on my shoulder, laughing
and wrapping her arm around me, pleased.

"Finally, you said it. Hehe."

"Frung..."

"She's the maid that you wanted to meet. The reason I said she couldn't
come today is because you already brought her... And yes, we're a dating."

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣26.I Won't Back Down👣
Our answers make P' Kitt get up from the table and walk toward the beach
next to the restaurant like someone who has lost their mind. He must be so
shocked that he doesn't know what to do. I'm already quite worried about
his feelings, so i quickly run after him to talk and clear things up, though
I'm not sure if I can.

"P' Kitt, are you mad at me?"

It's a totally stupid question, but I ask anyway as if I want him to reflect on
his feelings right now. The handsome guy stops walking and turns to look at
me with red eyes, like someone who wants to cry but can't. His feelings are
all mixed up.

"What kind of a question is that?"

"I could only think of this question... What are you mad about?"

"What am I mad about? Can't you see what happened and why I should be
mad?"

It's the first time P' Kitt seriously yells at me. He's always been good at
controlling his emotions because he's mature, but it seems that patience has
disappeared when faced with this situation.

"P Kitt, what are you mad about?"

"Frung!"

"I want you to reflect on what you're really mad about mad that I'm dating
Yu or mad that we told you the truth"

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I give him options so that P' Kitt can find a good reason to respond. He
pauses for a moment and then tightly presses his lips together.

"I'm mad about everything. Mad about why, out of all the women in the
world, it had to be Yu. Mad about why you didn't tell me from the start that
you were already dating, and I had to find out now."

"I was afraid that if I told you, you'd be hurt."

"Oh, telling me now doesn't hurt my feelings at all, huh?"

P' Kitt takes a deep breath and stands with his hands on his hips, looking at
me like a giant ready to strike with a club at any moment.

"It's like you two teamed up to make me look like a fool, and then when
you see me angry, you laugh together about tricking a guy."

"I'm not that kind of person

"I don't know what you two are like anymore. Right now, I don't want to see
either of you"

P' Kitt walks back from the beach and heads to the table, placing five
thousand-baht bills on it.

"Go ahead and eat. I'm leaving"

"P'Kitt."

I still don't give up. I run after him, pleading and not wanting to leave him
alone. When people are left alone, they tend to think of bad things more
than good ones. What if he suddenly gets so upset that he drives into a truck
on the way home?

"Mr. Kitt."

Yu, who calmly follows, calls P' Kitt with a sweet voice. The handsome guy
turns to look as if he's under a spell, and it makes me a bit annoyed because

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when I called his name while running after him, he acted like he didn't hear
me at all.

"Yes?"

"I understand that you're angry and don't want to see us right now."

"..."

"But since we're already here, wait until we finish eating. Then, you can
drop Ms. Frung and me off at a nice hotel in Pattaya and drive home. It
should be fine."

"Pixie."

I scold the sweet-faced girl who says that without any feeling.

"I can have someone from home come pick us up. That way, you can drive
back alone as you want, without having to bear our presence. You brought
us so far. Where can we go without a car? Isn't that right?"

It's a reasonable request but also selfish enough to be infuriating. P' Kitt
turns his face away and responds briefly.

"Okay"

"Thank you"

P' Kitt is generous enough to wait for us to finish eating, then takes us to a
luxurious hotel in Pattaya before heading home as Yu planned. Now, I can
only watch the taillights of his car with a heart full of guilt before glancing
at Yu standing beside me.

"That was really cruel."

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"The truth is cruel in every way. Gradually telling him was the wrong thing
to do from the start.

"Then why didn't you tell him from the beginning?"

"You didn't plan to tell him from the start either, even after knowing about
the double date. You even agreed to this"

Now it's Yu's turn to throw a fit at me. Then she strides toward the back of
the hotel, where there's a swimming pool. We arrived here without any
luggage except for our bags and phones. This is the most unplanned trip I've
ever taken.

"Why are you suddenly mad at me? Shouldn't I be the one who's angry and
upset?"

But when I protest, the sweet-faced giri turns sharply and glares at me
fiercely, making me shrink back.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Double date. How could you agree to that?"

"Are you mad about that?"

"Yes, you agreed to the double date instead of telling the truth over the
phone from the start. I wanted you to solve the problem yourself. Because
of your hesitation, it escalated like this. You've never fixed this habit."

"What? I'm hesitant? I'm the one who told my family that I like women"

"Because if you didn't do that, you would've been pressured by your mom."

"Just now, I told P' Kitt that I'm dating you."

"Because I pressured you to. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said it. Think
back, if I hadn't approached and pressured you, who knows when we
would've fallen in love? Because you kept thinking of me as a pet to be
cared for!"

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Yu's sarcastic words sting a bit, and I think about what she said I have to
admit, I am like that.

"I don't really know how to act. Back then, I couldn't distinguish between
love and adoration. With P' Kitt, I didn't have the heart to hurt his feelings."

"But the result is that he got hurt anyway because of your hesitation. Why
am I the only one who is firm in this relationship? It's like I'm the only one
trying while you just stand by, waiting for the right moment to step in."

"...."

"I don't care how Mr. Kitt feels because he's a stranger. In this world. I only
love you and you alone. So, Ms Frung, please be serious so I can feel that
you like me..."

I pull her into a hug and rub her back, understanding her intentions. She just
wants to teach me that hesitation and worrying about others feelings can
have negative consequences. Even though Yu's method is quite cold and
heartless toward P' Kitt, she doesn't care about others.

She only cares about me.

"I'm sorry."

"I don't care"

"Sorryyyyyy

"I don't care!"

"Sorryyyyyyyyy."

"Stay here for a night, and I'll forgive you."

I sigh and smile while hugging her, knowing that my apology has been
accepted.

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"We have to. We don't have a car. Tomorrow is Sunday. What's the big
deal?"

"Get a suite room with a jacuzzi. If it has a whirlpool, even better."

"Whatever you say. Any room is fine because I have a black card."

"My rich baby. How can I not love you?"

I've never done anything unplanried before, like staying overnight in

another province-not to mention in a five-star hotel with a jacuzzi and a
private balcony pool. But believe me, if you're with someone you love and
are crazy about each other, you hardly swim at all.

You'd rather do other things

Now, I let Yu soak in the foamy bathtub, listening to music after we've had
our fun. Of course, I don't forget to step outside to call the driver at home to
arrange for a pick-up tomorrow before checking out of the hotel.

"Yes, please"

After hanging up, I continue to look out at the scenery and sigh deeply. I
usually hurt someone's feelings when I have to fire an employee or criticize
someone in a meeting when the topic isn't interesting. But this situation isn't
like that.

Many times, I think about texting him, but I'm not sure if it's the right time.
While I'm lost in thought, Yu sneaks up from behind and bites my shoulder
hard, making me scream.

"Ouch, it hurts"

"You're so cute I couldn't resist."

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Yu's saliva on my shoulder makes me pretend to be grossed out a bit, but I
don't really mind. Then I put on a stern face.

"Acting like a child. Look, I got a bite mark."

"I'm marking my teritory. If anyone sees it, they'll know you have an owner.
What were you thinking about? Mr. Kitt again?"

"Yeah, thinking about whether I should call him. Is it too soon?

"Too soon. Don't pester him. The more you pester, the angrier he gets.
Haven't you ever been so angry that you get even angrier when someone
apologizes? To make the other person feel worthless."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Have you ever been so angry at someone that they had to apologize?"

"Not really. If I'm mad, I just cut them out of my life. I don't have many
friends, especially among coworkers. We do our work, we go home."

"And what about us?"

"What about us?"

"We do each other..... oops!"

I push Yu's face away as she cheekily speaks and bare my teeth.

"You're such a pervert!

"I'm like this only when I'm with you."

"Should I try getting mad at you? I wonder if I'd get even angrier if you
tried to make up with me."

"You won't stay mad for long. As soon as you see me crying, you'll come
running to comfort me."

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Yu hugs me and nuzzles her face into my shoulder affectionately

"Don't worry about Mr. Kitt. He'll move on just like when you broke up
with him. I'm not close to him at all. This is only the second time we've met,
not counting the first time we were introduced or the times he saw my
picture. He doesn't like me that much."

This is the first time I've felt this way. I think I fell in love with her the
moment I saw her in person.

Thinking about P' Kitt's words, I sigh and turn to look at the person hugging
me.

"Your looks really are a weapon, Pixie."

"What do you mean? I'm beautiful, right?"

"You're alright."

"Don't lie. If I wasn't at least somewhat good-looking, you wouldn't be so

fond of me, even asking me to be your daughter. Ugh, this is making me
upset again. Suddenly, she frowns deeply and stomps her foot.

"Why? Why do you want to be my mom?"

"What's this talking to yourself and suddenly getting angry? Are you on
your period or something?"

"If I were on my period, the water in the tub would've been red just now!"

Yu scrunches her nose before looking down at her feet and blushing.

"Oops"

"What?"

"My period really did come. I just noticed. Oh my god. Oh my god..."

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The usually shameless person suddenly gets embarrassed by her unexpected
period. I watch the small one rush to the bathroom with just a towel, feeling
amused. I grab some tissues to clean up without any disgust because I see it
as a normal thing that can catch us off guard.

Well lucky it happened now. If it'd been in the bathtub earlier, it would've
ruined our sweet moment for sure.

While I'm lost in thought, my phone buzzes with a message. Glancing at the
screen, I see it's from P' Kitt, and it makes me nervous to read it.

I want to read it, but I'm also scared. I don't know which feeling to handle
first.

As soon as I open the message, I frown at the short text from P' Kitt. I can
feel the emotion and guess the tone from every word.

Kitt: I won't back down.

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 27.I will 👣
"Is he out of his mind or something?"

Yu, upon seeing the last message from P' Kitt, blurts out the first words that
come to her mind. Being on her period, her mood is fiery and irritable.

"No, he just really likes you, that's all."

"You're still defending him? Don't you feel anything?"

"I'm not defending him, just explaining so you understand."

I'm not sure if it's the hormones, but Yu's words are filled with frustration. I
get it, but I don't often see Yu this agitated. When we're at the condo, she's
never like this. Or maybe I just never noticed because I never asked when
her period was. But this time, it's clear.

"What kind of a person is he? I've made it clear that I don't like men and
don't want anyone but you. Yet, he still texts saying he won't back down.
How? Does he want to fist-fight me? Fine by me!"

Yu rolls up her sleeves, ready to punch the phone, making me laugh so hard
I have to pull her into a hug and console her.

"Wow, so fierce. If P' Kitt saw this, he'd be scared."

"He should be. I've made it clear, yet he still wants to challenge you. What's
he going to fight you with? He doesn't have boobs, and I don't like dicks."

"Pixie!"

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"I just want you to understand. No need to be worried. I've dated men
before and wasn't into it. You're my number one."

Yu gives me a thumb-up.

"I like sucking boobs."

"If you say another word, I'll scream at you."

"Don't you like it? If you had to choose between Mr. Kitt's chest and my
boobs, which would you pick?"

"...."

"Why are you quiet? Are you hesitating?!"

"You're funny."

I burst out laughing and grab her chest, knowing I can.

"Of course, I like yours more."

"See? He'll never ever win."

Yu leans back into me, wanting me to support her weight.

"Don't be worried. I won't lose you."

"I'm not. Just telling you. Sigh... You're quite charming, aren't you? P' Kitt
once told me that you were the first to make him feel this way. He fell in
love the first time his eyes met yours."

"Isn't that too fast?"

"But I felt the same when I first met you."

"Then it's clearly a destiny."

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There's no fairness for Yu when it comes to me. Thinking that makes me
happy, knowing I'm so important in the eyes of the charming girl in front of
me.

"Let's not think about others and get annoyed. Let's lie down and watch a
movie on the phone. I'll go to the bathroom quick. Meanwhile, Pixie, you
can choose what to watch."

Since we're at a hotel, there's no interesting movie to watch in the room.

The phone is a good alternative. It might be romantic to lie close on the bed
and watch a small screen together. If we get sleepy. we can just fall asleep.
But... after being in the bathroom for less than three minutes, I come out to
see Yu talking on my phone with someone.

"Don't think about fighting to get her..."

Hey!

I almost run to grab the phone, but Yu is quicker, dodging and speaking
loudly enough for me to hear.

"Because even if you dedicate your life to competing with Ms. Frung, you'll
never win. Since you dare to declare you won't back down, I'll say this now:
it's useless. If you still don't get it, I'll curse you with the worst words... you
son of a bi..."

I grab the phone and end the call, panting from excitement. Yu didn't get to
finish her curse, but I imagined all sorts of vulgarities. She looks at me with
a mischievous smile.

"What were you going to call P' Kitt?"

"I forgot."

The sweet-faced girl kicks her legs and gives me a look.

"Let's go lie down. I have a movie in mind while you were in the
bathroom."

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"You had time to think about a movie after that call?"

"I'm talented. I can do many things at once. Like..."

"Like what?"

"Being your maid and your wife at the same time."

"Pixie."

"Hehe, teasing you is so fun."

The short trip to Pattaya ends. As everyone knows, Sunday is family day. I
have to have dinner with my family. So, I have the driver drop Yu off at
home before heading to my parents' place. But I'm surprised to see P' Kitt's
car parked there.
.

BA- DUM
.

Suddenly, I feel uneasy. P' Kitt, whom Yu dealt with last night, is here now.
Why?

As soon as I step into the house, Mom and P' Kitt, chatting in the living
room, turn to smile at me as if expecting me. P' Kitt shows no signs of
sadness. Mom, who used to be at odds with me after learning I was dating a
woman, is now smiling brightly, making me uneasy.

"Hello, Mom. Hello, P' Kitt... How did you get here?"

I know he drove, but my question implies,

'What are you doing here?'

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Luckily, P' Kitt isn't annoying and doesn't give an obvious answer.

"I had a thought."

"What thought?"

"A thought about you. So I came here to discuss it with Mom."

The familiar way he calls her 'Mom' makes me feel unsafe.

"Discuss what? What are you talking about?"

"About you dating a woman,"

Mom says straightforwardly. It seems they've accepted this truth well

enough. But I didn't expect Mom to discuss this in front of P' Kitt. If she's
speaking this openly, they must've talked about me already.

"What did you discuss?

"Mr. Kitt and I agree that you're sick.

I clench my fists and glare at the handsome man who talked behind my
back and called me sick. How is dating a woman an illness? If that's the
case, then everyone in the world dating the same sex, including my dad, is
sick too.

"Or maybe you're just misguided. So, we discussed ways to correct it."

"It's not his business."

The man in front of me is the man I always respected, and I felt guilty for
wronging him, but now, I speak to him coldly, without manners, because
I'm angry he's crossing the line.

"It's not, but I'm affected by this if you remember."

"We talked, didn't we? I thought being straightforward would make you
understand and end the relationship on good terms."

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A faint smile appears on his handsome face but quickly disappears.

"I understand, but I thought if there's a way to make you return to being the
sweet 'little girl' you were, it'd be good."

"Mr. Kitt said you had a crush on him in school. It sounded cute."

Mom smiles, pleased.

"It means you liked men before. So now, you might just be misguided."

"So what? If I'm misguided, what will you and P' Kitt do?"

The house falls silent, the ticking of the wall clock the only sound.

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

The silence makes me seriously anxious, swallowing hard. P' Kitt breaks
the silence with a calm answer, but to me, it's like a hammer to the head. I
don't smile like he and Mom do.

"I'm here to ask for your hand in engagement."

"What..."

Everything is beyond expectation. Yesterday, he took Yu and me to dinner

in Pattaya because he loved Yu. But after learning the truth and being
rejected, today, he comes to propose to me?

"Are you crazy? Why are you doing this?"

"Because women should be with men."

Mom stands up, answering for the handsome man to prevent me from
refusing or to interrupt my argument.

"Being engaged to Mr. Kitt might make you see things clearly."

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"Mom!"

I shout, unable to tolerate her reasoning.

"Don't raise your voice at me."

"I have to. What you're thinking is fundamentally wrong. If we don't love
each other, we won't. No matter how you bind me, I won't force myself to
love someone I don't."

"But you liked him."

"That was the past. I was a kid. I admired him because he was smart and
handsome. That's all."

"He's still smart and handsome. What's different?"

"Because I like beautiful women, Mom. I like women!"

"No, Frung, you're just confused."

"If this could be fixed, Dad would've done it long ago."

"Frung!"

SMACKI

Mom slaps me, but it doesn't hurt much. Right now, everyone is more
shocked than anything else. I look at Mom, stunned, because she's never
laid a hand on me before. As for Mom, who acted impulsively, she quickly
hides her hand and turns away. It's the embarrassment of not wanting P' Kitt
to know about Dad and the shame of hitting with me.

"We're done talking. I've made my decision," Mom says.

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"I've made my decision, too. I'm not getting married," I reply.

"Then don't come to see me ever again."

"Okay."

"Every single baht, all the companies that I own... you won't get a single
thing."

"Okay."

"Go,"

Dad, who I didn't notice standing there, touches my shoulder. He looks at

Mom with equally cold eyes.

"Go live your life, Frung, if she won't give you a thing..."

"...."

"I will."

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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My father suddenly appears in the middle of the argument, like a spring
welling up in the dry season. My mother, who's been adamant about cutting
me off, looks taken aback

"How dare you say you'll help her?"

"Because she's my daughter too. If you won't accept her for who she is, then
it's my responsibility. I'm ready to support her in every way!"

My father's voice is just as firm, making my mother stomp her foot. I

quickly step behind my father, realizing I now have a powerful ally.

"You can help her, but not with any money from my family."

"That's fine. I have some money left. I can support my only daughter! Let's
go, Frung."

My father puts his arm around me and pushes me toward the door, ready to
leave. But my mother shouts, refusing to give up.

"If you're leaving, leave the car keys and condo keycard here. That's my
money, too."

I look at my mother in amazement that she's thought of this, or maybe she

just wants to win.

"Okay."

I take out the car keys and the condo keycard and place them on the coffee
table. I feel numb all over. I don't know what to do next. I have no car and

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no place to go back to. This might be the first time I take the bus like
everyone else.

"Go wherever you want!"

My father puts his arm around me, and we walk out. What started as a
mother-daughter argument now includes my father. As we walk out the
main gate, P' Kitt runs to block our way, looking deeply remorseful. But I'm
too angry to care about his past good deeds and glare at him.

"What now? What do you want? I've got nothing left but shoes and clothes!
Oh... and two thousand baht in my pocket."

I list what I have, frowning and shaking my head.

"Why do I have to tell you that? I'm telling you, I don't need your sympathy.
Just venting."

"I don't want anything. I... I..."

P' Kitt looks like he's in pain, trying to say something but failing, then turns
to my father.

"I apologize, sir. I didn't think it'd go this far."

"It was bound to go this far. Did you think it'd end like a fairy tale, with no
one hurt and everyone being happy ever after?"

My father isn't one who likes to yell at others. Even when reprimanding P'
Kitt, he remains calm, speaking softly but with a hint of sarcasm.

"I just wanted to hurt Frung a bit. I never thought she'd have to leave
home."

"Well, you did it. I'm hurt. I'm homeless and have no car to drive."

"Then tell me where are you going. I'll take you."

"No need for your kindness. It's too late."

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I pull my father out the gate without looking back. I don't know what face P'
Kitt is making now, and I don't care. I'm more worried about my mother,
who has to stay alone in the big house because Dad is with me. He seems to
want to teach her a lesson.

"Where are we going, Dad?"

"To a hotel for a few nights."

"Then you're going back home, right?"

I glance at my father walking beside me and sigh in relief.

"Good. I thought you were leaving Mom."

"I won't do something like that at my age. But a stubborn old woman like
her needs to be taught a lesson. She can't always get her way. Life isn't that
easy."

"Like you, right?"

I ask with a hidden meaning. My father nods and laughs as if it's no big
deal.

"Yeah, like me. That's how I know it's not easy to get everything you want.
But what about you? What will you do next? Your mom took the condo and
car. Want to stay at the hotel with me for a few days? Teach her a lesson.
When she comes to apologize, we can go back

"That might be hard for my case. She'll probably stand firm unless I get
engaged to P' Kitt. And he... how could he think of that? He loves another
woman but comes asking to get engaged to me."

"He might think if you love her so much, he'll separate you, making you
two hurt."

I wrinkle my nose and bare my teeth as if facing P' Kitt, just as I'm
muttering something rude under my breath, my phone rings. Yu calls, as

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usual, sounding cheerful until she almost screams when she hears I've lost
everything because of P' Kitt.

[Is this your 'good person? See his true colors now? When things don't go
his way, he burns with choler.]

"Do people still use the word 'choler' these days?"

I laugh, seeing Yu is angrier than I am. But the small girl sounds furious.

[Where will you stay?]

"Maybe a hotel. I'm homeless now. I have no job, no car. Do you still love
me?"

[It's okay. I'm rich... Come stay at my house.]

"Hmm?"

[I always go to your house. Now it's your turn to come to mine.]

At first, Yu wanted to pick me up, but I felt it'd be more convenient to send
me the location. Then, I called a taxi to go to her place. My father went his
way to find a hotel, seeming to enjoy this escape from home.

Rrrrrr

I press the doorbell on the large wooden gate, which blocks the view inside.
The house is surrounded by trees, making it hard for a thief to climb in, not
knowing what it looks like inside. The high walls and solid gate add to the
mystery. But as soon as someone opens the gate, I see a modern-style
house, newly built, probably less than ten years old. The well-maintained
garden shows the family is quite wealthy.

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Of course, they have to be... they run a diamond business.

"Ms. Frung!"

Yu's cheerful voice comes from inside the house before she rushes to hug
me as if we haven't seen each other in ages. She looks me up and down
curiously

"Where are your things?"

"I got kicked out suddenly, so I have nothing but myself and my heart."

"It's okay. I don't plan on wearing clothes when I'm with you anyway.
Ouch!"

I knock her head for being cheeky, making her giggle and stick out her
tongue before linking arms and pulling me inside.

"Come on, let's go to my room. I always thought of bringing you home, but
I didn't think it would be this exciting."

"Yeah, you seem overly excited."

"What's going on, Yu?"

"Mom, this is Ms. Frung, the friend I told you about."

A middle-aged woman in a flowing nightgown speaks up. Hearing she's

Yu's mother, I quickly give her my greeting in respect, feeling a bit nervous.

"Oh, Ms. Frung, hello."

Hmm... strange.

Why doesn't anyone in this house have a hostile attitude? They even act
welcoming, as if they know me. I glance at Yu, who still smiles broadly,
questioning her before smiling at her mother.

"Sorry to trouble you."

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"It's no trouble at all. I never knew Yu and Frung were friends. Did you go
to the same school? Hmm?"

Her mother smiles warmly. I'm still hesitant, so Yu takes over.

"We met at cram school and then reconnected as adults."

"I often see your mother at parties. How is she?"

"Not very well."

I answer truthfully, feeling a bit dazed. Her mother looks at me, eyes wide.

"What's wrong with Ms. Mon?"

"She's very self-centered."

I laugh awkwardly, but the older woman thinks I'm joking.

"Oh, I thought something serious happened. I just saw her recently. Yu said
you're staying over tonight, right? Make yourself at home. It's nice... my
daughter finally has a good friend. She's always been a bit rebellious"

"Yes, I'll take my friend to my room now."

Yu quickly pulls me upstairs, locks the door, and listens to make sure no
one is outside. Then she jumps on me like a monkey. Caught off guard, I
fall back onto the bed, closing my eyes because I'm exhausted from the
day's events. Come to think of it... I've been through a lot today.

"You look so tired."

"Yeah... I argued with Mom, and it's still on my mind. It's the first time
we've had such a serious fight. Mom never hit me, and I never walked out
on her like this."

"Welcome to the world of rebels. I've been through it. The worry will fade
as you get stronger."

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"Talking big... By the way, I'm surprised by the warm welcome from your
family. I thought it'd be harsher."

"That's because they don't know what you are to me yet."

"You haven't told them?"

"If I tell them, you won't have a place to sleep. Sigh... it's so sad. Someone
who used to live so comfortably, having everything, now has nothing and is
asking a maid for a place to stay."

Yu says, playing with the buttons on my shirt.

"How should you pay rent to me? When I stayed with you, I cooked and
cleaned in exchange"

"You're so stingy. Everything is about money, huh?"

"I didn't say I wanted money. This time, it's your turn to pamper me."

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"I like it when you use your mouth"

"Aren't you on your period?"

"Oh, right! How annoying!"

Yu suddenly remembers and flops down next to me, laughing.

"It's so embarrassing, trying to seduce you but forgetting it's not the right
timing. And when my period ends, you'll be on yours. When will we ever
get to do it?"

"They say when women spend time together, their periods sync up. It's
something about hormones or something."

"Really? Then you should stay here forever. Hehe."

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"As what?"

"As my wife."

"You crazy! I'm not talking to you anymore."

I sit up and look around the room.

"Do you live in this house? You grew up so well."

"This house was built just a few years ago, but it's comfortable."

"You even have a digital piano."

I point to the white piano in the corner of the room.

"I saw another piano downstairs when I walked by."

"When I was little, my mom wanted me to be a professional pianist. But I

felt it wasn't my dream. I can play songs, but I didn't want to make it a
career. Then I discovered my talent for drawing, so I went abroad to study
design, focusing on jewelry design to match the family business."

"Wow, that's impressive. Unlike the Pixie, who does housework all the time
when I met her."

"I'm good at many things, including flirting with you."

Yu says, throwing herself into my arms. I laugh a little before pushing her
to stand upright again.

"By the way, I've only met your mom. Where's your dad?"

"He's probably somewhere in the house. You'll meet him soon."

"That's not good. I should've greeted your dad first before coming to your
room."

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"My dad is busy with his work... Oh, since you're here, do you want to
swim?"

"But you're on your period."

"I use a menstrual cup. I can swim with it."

"What is that?"

"It's a new innovation. Ms. Frung, update your gear a bit. Come on, let's
swim. I want to show off the heated pool."

"You have a heated pool? Fancy... but I don't have a swimsuit."

"I do."

She says, rushing to the wardrobe and pulling out a string bikini that won't
cover anything. She winks.

"This is for you."

"I think you're having too much fun. When I said I was coming, you
must've planned everything you wanted to make me do."

"Hehe... how did you know? Hurry up, I want to see you in a bikini."

Since I have to stay at her house, I can't refuse when she wants me to do
something. After changing into the swimsuit, Yu excuses herself to go to the
bathroom to take care of her business. Meanwhile, I follow the smell of
food downstairs with a growling stomach.

Grrrr

That's not the sound of thunder but the sound of my hungry stomach. I
haven't eaten a single bite since the argument with my mom at noon. When
I reach the kitchen, I see steam rising from a pot. My hunger makes me
forget my manners, and I lift the lid to sniff the aroma.

"Smells so good."

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"Want to try some?"

A deep voice from behind startles me. I turn and smile, not knowing who it
is.

"No, thank you."

"Yes, thank you. Since you're here, try some."

The elderly, kind-looking man ladles some soup into a small bowl and
hands it to me with a spoon. I look at him and decide to taste it, not wanting
to be rude because I'm hungry. I blow on it and take a sip. The first taste is
like salty fish being dissolved by a sunbeam turning into soup. The liquid in
my mouth immediately dribbles out like Niagara Falls, cascading from high
to low with a splash.

"What happened? Why did you spit it out? Is it too hot?"

"It's..."

"It's what?"

"It's not tasty."

"..."

"It tastes like it was used to wash someone's bald head, like salty fish
marinated in grade-F Dead Sea water, like something even though you're
paid a billion to eat, you wouldn't."

I don't know how to describe it to make this elderly man understand. But
my blunt words from the bottom of my heart are hurting the person in front
of me. His teary eyes make me feel guilty. Being a boss all my life, I've
always been straightforward with my subordinates. I accidentally criticized
this dogshit dish, hurting the cook's feelings.

"S... sorry."

"Is it really that bad?"

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"Ms. Frung, there you are... Oh, you guys met already? Dad, this is Ms.
Frung, the one I told you she's staying over."

I stare at the elderly man, who looks dazed, as if his spirit just left his body.
And I'm no different...

"This is your dad?"

"Yes, my dad."

Shit!!!

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👣29.Bald Head Washing Water👣
So, it turns out that the swimming plan has to be shelved for now because
my legs are weak. After honestly critiquing the food, I find myself sitting
like a sad puppy in front of Yu's parents, who have just invited me to dinner.
It's an indescribable situation-sitting at the table in a bathrobe with a bikini
underneath, being stared at bitterly by Yu's dad.

No one knows what Yu and I are to each other yet. I can't even imagine
what would happen if they found out.

Being me isn't easy.

The ticking of the wall clock in the dining room is annoyingly loud. No one
moves because the atmosphere is so tense. Yu's father, sitting at the head of
the table, twitches his index finger and clears his throat, nodding toward the
food.

"Why is everyone so quiet? Let's eat."

No one responds, but everyone starts moving as if given permission to act

normally. Trying to please Yu's father, I reach for the serving spoon to scoop
some soup that I'd critiqued earlier, but I'm interrupted by a cough.

"Is that a good idea?"

"Huh?"

Everyone looks at me with sympathy, especially Yu, who reaches out to

touch my thigh, unsure how to help.

"It's not tasty."

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The sarcastic comment makes me want to cry, but what can I do? If I put
the spoon down abruptly, it'd be like admitting that it's true.

"At that time, my taste buds were a bit off. Now they're back to normal, so I
thought I'd try it again to be sure."

"It won't be much different."

Yu's father says, inspecting his nails and pursing his lips like a child.

"It'll taste like it was used to wash someone's bald head."

Gulp...

"But have you ever drunk that? What does it taste like? Tell me."

"Dad..."

Yu quickly interjects to save the situation, but her father glares at her
disapprovingly.

"Stop"

Alright, I've been cornered this far, so I might as well go all the way.
Whatever he asks, I'll answer because it seems like Yu's father won't back
down easily. If I give up, it'll be too humiliating for me. Since I've been
bold from the start, I should see it through to the end.

"It's an imaginary water. Describing it that way gives a clearer picture...

Imagine the scalp is full of pores, and without hair covering it, sweat makes
it smell. After a day in the sun, it becomes greasy and moderately salty."

"...."

"When water splashes on the head, the grease on the scalp mixed with a bit
of sweat would give a salty taste. Your soup gives that feeling. It's bland
and greasy, with a salty sweat taste like under- seasoned fish sauce. And
yes..."

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"...."

"It's not tasty."

Yu squeezes my thigh tightly and takes a deep breath. This woman is never
afraid of anything and always fights with a smile. But today, she looks like
she's seen a ghost, filled with despair and hopelessness. It's like her spirit is
leaving her body, and I can't tell if she's going to heaven or hell.

At which one will we meet again?

Yu's mother, sitting next to her husband, drinks water nervously in this tense
situation. Yu's father looks at me and nods slowly.

"Since I was born..."

"...."

"No one has ever spoken to me like this. What kind of family raised you?
Why are you so..."

"Dad, that's too harsh."

"Well-raised. If there were a million people like you, the world would have
no wars. Excellent."

Yu's father stands up, making a standing ovation gesture, and claps like he's
just watched a theater performance.

"I'm very impressed."

"Huh?"

"What?"

Everyone around, including the maid standing by to refill water, looks

confused. Yu's father must be so hurt that he's lost his mind. Why is he
suddenly praising me?

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"I've always wondered why this dish I cook is the one often left
untouched... No one ever dared to tell me the truth. You're the first and only
one to give an honest critique. You're brave and straightforward. I like that.
Yu, your friend is a good one."

Yu smiles at me and stands up to clap along with her father. Her mother,
who was stunned, stands up too, making it feel like we're in a TV show
studio, giving me encouragement.

"You don't have to praise me that much. I was just... describing it as you
asked."

"I wanted to see how far you'd go with your critique. If you'd suddenly
changed your mind and said my food was delicious just to please me, I
would've been very disappointed. Alright, everyone, sit down and eat. As
for the soup."

Yu's father orders the maid, "throw it away."

"Throw it away? But..."

I protest, but Yu's father waves it off.

"Anything that isn't tasty should be thrown away. Forcing yourself to eat it
just because you don't want to waste it is bad for your health. How long will
you be staying here, Frung?"

"Huh? Um... I'm not sure."

"Stay as long as you want. I'm looking for an honest food critic. If someone
can critique my cooking like this, my cooking skills will improve."

"Okay."

"Frung, please continue to critique my food in future meals.

"Sure!"

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.

How did things turn out like this? Suddenly, I've become Yu's father's
favorite. Even Yu can hardly believe it.

After dinner, we decided to shower and go to bed because we were too full
to swim.

"I can't believe it. Normally, Dad is very strict, except when he's cooking,
which makes him especially happy. So, we've never told him directly that
his food isn't tasty... But today, you showed us that being straightforward is
best. And now, you've become Dad's favorite!"

I smile dryly, unsure if this is good or bad.

"Being straightforward is really better... Do you think if we told them what

we are to each other as directly as I critiqued the food, the response would
be the same?"

"Do you want to try?"

"We have to tell them, but I just don't know when."

"Honestly, it doesn't matter when we tell them. I've prepared myself to be

kicked out of the house at any moment. I've lived alone before, so leaving
again wouldn't be a big deal."

"Then let's not tell them yet. This time, we might end up really becoming
homeless because we have nowhere else to go."

"For me, I can sleep anywhere as long as I have you. And now we're alone
in the bedroom."

Yu nudges me playfully and makes a mischievous face.

"Should we do what we're good at, like..."

"Like what?"

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She pushes me down onto the bed.

"Like taking off our clothes piece by piece!"

She does exactly what she says, which I find cute. But if it's too easy, she
might think she can do whatever she wants, so I play hard to get, resisting a
little to add some charm. Honestly, it's more like a ritual. I want to play
around first before getting into the serious love scene. It won't seem too
intentional. Just as we're getting into it, our bathrobes slowly falling off, and
my legs spread for someone to taste, Yu's mother knocks on the door.

"Ahh!"

I kick Yu off the bed, sending her rolling to the foot of the bed, and quickly
grab a bathrobe, not knowing whose it is, and fix my hair. Yu, looking
dazed, ties the robe around her waist and walks to the door, frowning.

"What is it, Mom?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm about to..."

Yu takes a deep breath and smiles at her mother patiently.

"Sleep."

"In bathrobes?"

"We were about to change. Do you need something? It's ten o'clock."

"I brought milk for you and your friend."

"Mom... I'm grown up. Why do you keep giving me milk?"

"So you'll grow taller."

"It's too late for that, but thank you."

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The small girl gives her mother a wait like a kindergarten student thanking
a teacher, takes the milk, kisses her mother goodnight, and closes the door. I
can't help but smile at her cute behavior.

"You're quite a good daughter. Hard to believe you ran away from home."

"You're obedient but still ran away from home."

True...

"Cheeky... But from what I see, your mom has taken good care of you. She
even brings milk for you and me before bed."

"She's just used to it. I don't know why she's so obsessed with height. From
kindergarten until now, almost thirty years, she still hopes I'll grow taller."

"Well, your mom is cute."

"Not when she interrupted us. And I got kicked, too... You must've been in a
lot of pain when I kicked you back then."

"Karma."

I laugh and look at the door, feeling uneasy.

"I think we shouldn't do anything right now. We should respect the elders in
the house. We never know when they'll open the door."

"Here"

Yu hands me the milk, but as I reach for it, she spills it all over me.

"Hey. It's all over me."

"I want to grow taller."

"Then why did you splash it on me?"

"So I could lick it off! Next time, if you kick me again, you'll be in frouble."

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"I just told you not to do it. What if your mom comes back... Hgnnnn...
Come on."

I haven't even finished my sentence before I give in to the smaller person,

completely forgetting to resist. She licked off all the milk we got, both that
on my body...

And that on my own boobs.

I've been staying at Yu's big house for three days now. During the day, her
father handles his duties as chairman on his computer. Once everything is
done, he comes down to water the garden, like a typical elderly person who
doesn't know what else to do with his day.

His favorite daily activity is cooking. He prints various recipes from the
internet and practices them in the kitchen. These dishes need to be practiced
repeatedly to be delicious, but they aren't tasty because as soon as he
finishes one, he gets bored and moves on to a new recipe immediately.

"It's not tasty. Too salty."

"Too greasy."

"There's too much vegetable."

"The pork is too raw."

"The coconut milk isn't right."

"If you keep doing this, we might as well order food from outside."

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"Are you trying to annoy me, Frung?"

After several dishes over five days, my critiques are interrupted by the
usually kind father, who now seems ready to be mean. I press my lips
together and force a smile, sensing the bad mood.

"Sorry. It's tasty."

"Oh, come on!"

He throws the spatula away and crosses his arms in frustration.

"Why do you have to be sarcastic about it being tasty?"

"I can't keep up with you, Dad. Do you want me to be honest or not say
anything at all?"

"It's like you're mocking me. How can someone make bad food every day?"

"Someone like you."

"Do you want to die?"

"Wahhh, I'm scared."

I say, placing my hand on my chest to look frightened. When I do that, the

irritated father can't help but smile.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're funny and cute?"

"Yes, but even if they didn't, I know I'm cute."

"And annoying, too. I'm done! How much have I spent on ingredients
already? It's never tasty."

"People don't have to be good at everything. You mightn't be a good cook,

but you can be a good taster. Have you ever thought about changing your
hobby?"

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"Well... you have a good perspective, But I prefer creating over consuming.
If it were art, I'd rather paint than buy paintings."

"I understand."

We high-five and turn our attention back to the food in front of US

"But I don't want to hear only your opinion, Frung. So, I called for a second
opinion."

"Who?"

"Let's call them now."

The elderly man leaves the kitchen to get the phone from the middle of the
house. I can only look at the food in the pan, which will soon be thrown
away. It's a pity for the pork, mushrooms, ducks, and chickens that became
test subjects, only to die in vain because someone can't cook well. I wonder
if they go to heaven or hell since their sacrificed meat didn't end up in
anyone's stomach.

"Ms. Frung!"

Yu hugs me from behind, making me jump a little before I quickly pull

away when she whispers nervously.

"Don't do that. What if your dad sees us?"

"It doesn't matter. I plan to tell him anyway. Sooner or later, I have to. I
haven't told him because I was afraid you wouldn't have a place to stay."

"That's true..."

I've gotten so close to Yu's father these past few days that I'm scared if he
finds out the truth, he'll be disappointed in me. From love, he'll hate me in a
split second. Sigh... it's so hard.

"Don't hesitate. We have to tell everyone eventually. Even if the whole

world is disappointed. I won't break up with you because of someone else,

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even if that person is my father."

"Come on, let's taste it. If even Mr. Kitt says it's not tasty, I'll stop cooking
forever."

The loud voice from afar makes Yu let go and stand beside me before
another person appears next to her father.

"Here's the second opinion I mentioned... didn't even need to call; he came
just in time. Mr. Kitt, this is Frung... my new beloved daughter."

Yu's father wraps his arm around me, ignoring his own daughter, and
introduces me to someone I know well, P' Kitt, who's smiling.

"And Frung, this is Mr. Kitt, Yu's fiancé."

BA-DUM...

BA-DUM...

My heart is pounding so loudly I can hear it in my ears. Yu reaches out to

hold my arm possessively, unnoticed by her father. And then...

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Frung."

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 👣 30.The Soup 👣
The appearance of P' Kitt sends a shiver down my spine, and I brace myself
to fight back at any moment if he shows any sign of being a threat.
Meanwhile, Yu remains determined, not afraid that our secret will be
exposed, but simply displeased with the presence of this handsome guy.

However, he acts as if he's meeting me for the first time, not revealing to
the older person in front of us that we know each other. Although relieved,
I'm still uneasy about what his intentions might be.

"This is my second opinion,"

Yu's dad gestures toward the soup pot for P' Kitt to see.

"Mr. Kitt, taste it and tell me what you think."

"In that case, I won't hold back."

P' Kitt picks up a ladle and pours the soup into a small bowl, then uses a
new spoon to taste it, blowing on it to cool it down. After about three
seconds, the handsome man looks at Yu's dad and smiles.

"It's delicious."

"Really...?"

Yu's dad responds briefly, glancing at me before tasting the soup himself
and nodding.

"I see."

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That's all he says, while everyone else seems indifferent. Only I feel
something about the words 'I see', but I let it go as he changes the subject
abruptly.

"Kids, go sit and get to know each other. I'll tidy up the kitchen first. Mr.
Kitt, stay for dinner with us."

"Thank you."

This might be the first time, except for the trip to Pattaya, that the three of
us are alone together. Yu hooks her arm around mine and hisses like a
protective cobra while I brace myself for a confrontation. Only P' Kitt sighs
and puts his hands in his pockets, refusing to speak. I can't stand it and have
to ask because his actions make me feel like a small child.

"Why are you sighing? Can you please tell me, P' Kitt?"

"Why are you being so polite to someone like him?"

Yu snaps, seeing me speak respectfully to P' Kitt, and bares her teeth at him.

"He doesn't deserve any respect from you after making you get kicked out,
disowned by your mother, and turning you into a wandering homeless."

"I don't look like an actual homeless, and I'm still living with you."

"But you're still technically homeless. Don't talk to him. Keep your mouth
shut."

Yu covers my mouth, making P' Kitt raise his hand as if to make peace.

"I'm here with good intentions today."

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"You probably said that when you went to Ms. Frung's house, too, asking
her to get engaged without caring that she already had a girlfriend! What
you did was revenge. She's admired you since she was young and gave you
her first kiss, but you still did this. You trash."

Yu stomps her foot, getting more worked up, and I gently pat her shoulder
to calm her down.

"P' Kitt hasn't done anything yet, Pixie. Calm down."

"Are you defending the person who made you homeless? I'm standing up
for you, you know?"

"I know."

I squeeze her small shoulder and smile apologetically.

"But I think P' Kitt has a lot to say to me. If we keep doing this, we won't
get anywhere. How about letting me talk to P' Kitt alone for a bit?"

"You're pushing me away."

"No, I'm not."

I scrunch my nose and flick her forehead.

"Ouch, you flicked my forehead, too. Do you like him more than me now?
You're already softening toward him."

"If I were, I would've agreed to the engagement and not run away to
become homeless."

"Why do you have to be so reasonable..."

Yu nods reluctantly.

"Fine, but know that I'm not willingly doing this. Remember, she's mine,
and I'm hers. No one can come between us."

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Yu sends a death glare at P' Kitt one more time before walking away. P' Kitt
watches her leave with a look of unresolved feelings as if it's a love deeply
ingrained in his heart, just as he used to describe it to me. Despite being
cursed at, he still shows no sign of anger toward Pixie.

Who could? She's so cute and endearing. I've never been able to stay mad at
her. I get that.

"She's left. Do you have something to talk to me about? I can tell from your
body language."

Because I'm good at reading this, I ask.

"Let's find a quiet place to talk. If someone hears us, they'll know we know
each other, and the act we put on earlier will be exposed."

"Actually, there's no need to pretend we don't know each other."

"I didn't know if you'd be uncomfortable, so I acted like we didn't know

each other from the start."

He makes a good point. I have to admit I was uncomfortable, fearing Yu's

dad would get suspicious and ask a lot of questions. We choose to walk to
the backyard, where there's a swimming pool, now lit up as it's getting dark.
We stand looking at the blue water that Yu said is a saltwater pool, and P'
Kitt starts the conversation.

"I'm sorry for making things this way, causing both you and your father to
leave home."

"Okay."

I respond, but it doesn't mean I accept the apology.

"You made things worse, but even without you, I would've fought with
Mom eventually. You just sped it up and gave Mom false hope that I might
come to like men again."

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"At that time, I was so angry I lost my mind. I just wanted to make you and
Yu feel some pain."

"Congratulations. You did it. It hurt. I have no home or car and have to live
in someone else's house, eating their food, while my dad has to stay in a
hotel."

I laugh bitterly.

"Have you visited my parents' home? How's my mom?"

"Your mom is quiet, unlike that day. I visit her every day, afraid she'll be
lonely."

"Every day?"

I look at him, feeling grateful and surprised.

"P' Kitt do you have that much free time to visit my mom every day?"

"Not really, but what can I do? I'm the reason your mom is alone. Last
Sunday, she ate alone, so I had to join her."

"Did I make a mistake not getting engaged to you?"

I joke before quickly correcting myself.

"Just kidding. I have a girlfriend. I'm not giving you hope."

I glance around, paranoid that Yu might be eavesdropping. P Kitt, seeing

my anxious behavior, laughs and gently places his hand on my head.

"I know."

"Don't do that. If someone sees, it wouldn't be appropriate for people who

just met to be so familiar."

I step away, and P' Kitt nods in agreement.

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"Sorry, I keep forgetting... So, I'll get to the point. I think you should go
home and talk to your mom. She seems very lonely."

"I tried calling... but she didn't answer."

And that made me call only once. It's not just Mom who has pride; I do,
too. Making the first call was already a big step, but if she doesn't accept it,
I won't force myself.

"It might take some time. Meanwhile, I'll keep visiting your mom."

"Why?"

"Hm?"

P' Kitt looks at me, confused, and I don't understand him either.

"Why are you doing this? If it's out of guilt, I think you've done more than
enough. What Yu and I did to you wasn't a little thing either."

"I'm not a bad person from the start, Frung. I acted out of a moment of
anger, just feeling why the two girls I liked ended up loving each other.
Why did I have to be in this mess? I only thought about making one of you
hurt, so I came up with a childish, stupid plan, forgetting that it wouldn't
matter. You wouldn't care about me anyway. I'm grown up but still acting
like a kid."

The handsome man kicks the water in the pool out of boredom.

"Can't it change, Frung?"

"What?"

"If they try dating a guy, will those girls stop liking each other?"

"No. Love is based on liking the person first. I only realized I was gay
recently."

"So, even if it's not Yu, you could like other girls too."

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"I don't mind. Everyone has their own beauty, but right now, Yu is the one
for me. You know this feeling well, the feeling when you first met Yu. It's
different from meeting anyone else. That's how I feel about Yu and how she
feels about me."

I speak from the heart, and it makes the handsome man look at me as if he's
realized something.

"Yeah, I guess I really have to give up."

"Dinner! Time!"

Yu calls out, sounding whiny and crossing her arms in displeasure. I walk
toward her voice, wrapping my arm around her waist to show P' Kitt, which
surprises Yu.

"Just in time. I'm starving."

"Aw, you're hugging me."

"Your tone changed."

I laugh, and Yu, who was initially grumpy, bites her lip and smiles.

"Doing this means you didn't give him any hope."

Yu glances at P' Kitt, who stands not far away.

"Come in, Dad's waiting for dinner. If you're not going to eat, go wherever
you want. It's annoying. Why do you have to make that face?"

"Can't I look sad?"

P' Kitt asks softly.

"No."

"...."

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"Seeing you makes people softened, but luckily, I'm as firm as a rock. Don't
make that face anymore because it won't get you anything."

"Okay, I won't."

Now, we're all gathered in the dining room for dinner.

The food Yu's dad cooked for us to taste earlier isn't on the table; instead,
it's food ordered from outside. The atmosphere at the table is normal, with
the usual small talk. Then, Yu's mom, who hasn't had much to say. speaks
up, asking Yu to serve P' Kitt some food.

"Yu, don't just sit there. Serve him some food."

"Doesn't he have hands?"

The sentence makes the whole table go silent. It wouldn't be surprising if it

came from Yu, the family's rebel, but it was her dad's voice. Mom looks at
her husband in disbelief.

"He does, but I want Yu to serve him. It's not a big deal."

"Is our daughter a waitress?"

"What's wrong with you today?"

"I'm a father, someone observing someone's actions, and I don't like how
you pamper Mr. Kitt like that."

He glances at P' Kitt with a changed expression.

"If you want something, serve yourself."

"Yes, sir."

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P' Kitt looks uncomfortable as Yu's dad's tone becomes noticeably stern.
The atmosphere grows tense, with only the clinking of cutlery breaking the
silence.

"Mr. Kitt, did you have a girlfriend before meeting Yu?"

"Excuse me?"

P' Kitt almost chokes on his food, feeling like he's become the topic of the
conversation.

"Yes, I did."

"Why did you break up?"

"We couldn't get along for personal reasons."

"People only break up for one reason: a third party."

Now, I can barely swallow my food, feeling like I'm being indirectly
scolded. It's not exactly a third-party incident; I just didn't realize I already
loved someone.

"Well..."

"Was it you who had someone else?"

"What?"

"You must like to sneak around, flirting with others. That's why she couldn't
stand you."

Yu's Dad slams his cutlery down hard on the plate.

"You're despicable!"

Everyone at the table, especially me, is stunned. Yu's mom, who hasn't been
following the conversation, quickly tries to calm him down.

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"What's going on? Why are you suddenly accusing Mr. Kitt? He hasn't done
anything, and the story he told is just the past. He hasn't even told us the
details."

"I don't need any detail; I can guess. Today, I saw something in this man."

Yu's dad glares at P' Kitt as if ready to shoot him if he had a gun.

"This evening, I saw him trying to flirt with Frung!"

"What?"

"What?"

P' Kitt and I exclaim simultaneously in shock.

"Today, by the pool, Mr. Kitt was all over Frung, putting his hand on her
head, acting all caring. Luckily, She walked away quickly. From her body
language. I could tell she was disgusted."

"At that time, I..."

P' Kitt tries to explain but can't find the words.

"I... I..."

"I felt you weren't sincere from the moment you tasted my food. While
Frung said it wasn't good, you said it was fine. That's deceitful. I can't
believe I thought of entrusting my beloved daughter to you."

"Dad, calm down..."

Yu tries to intervene, not knowing the full story, but her father seems
unwilling to listen.

"From now on, don't set foot in this house again. You're not welcome.
Deceitful people don't deserve to be in our lives!"

"Yu, you're free now. You no longer have a fiancé named Kitt!"

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 👣 31.The Pool 👣
P' Kitt, who's chased away by Yu's father, quickly excuses himself and
leaves because he senses trouble. I'm about to run after him out of concern,
but Yu grabs my arm and shakes her head, signaling me not to follow.

Perhaps it's because her father currently believes that P' Kitt and I didn't
know each other. If I show any concern, it may raise suspicions about how
we got acquainted or, worse, lead to misunderstandings that I have feelings
for him, too.

"What is this?! You just assumed everything and chased him away like that?
Aren't you going to listen to his excuse about what really happened?"

"If he has to say some excuse, he's definitely in the wrong. If someone isn't
guilty, why would they need to find an excuse? And you, do you still want
our daughter to be involved with a man like that? He's engaged to one
woman but flirts with her friend in the same house, thinking no one would
see. But I saw."

"You only saw that, but you didn't hear what they were talking about."

"I trust my own instincts. I'm Trilowni, Professor of Divination, you

know?!"

"Frung, tell me what Mr. Kitt was talking about at the pool. Why did he do
that?"

"I... well..."

I stammer, unable to come up with a lie in time. Yu, seeing that I'm
struggling, speaks up first.

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"Why do you even need to ask, Mom? What decent person touches
someone they just met like that? There's only one reason."

"But..."

"I love you, Dad!"

Yu changes the subject and quickly walks over to hug the elderly man who
is still looking toward the front door, seemingly to see P' Kitt off but
actually cursing him in his mind.

"You keep me safe from bad people. There's no man in this world as great
as you. If it's not you, I won't marry anyone."

"Yu, that's your mother's husband!"

Her mom says.

"Hahaha. You're going to get dumped now."

"Yes, I'm going to dump you for this No. 1 girl."

Yu's dad plays along and hugs his daughter tightly, feeling proud and happy.

"The only man who truly loves Yu is me."

"Then I won't get married. I don't like men anymore."

"Loving me is enough, my dear daughter."

Yu turns to me and winks with satisfaction. Suddenly, the situation turns out
this way. One pot of soup got P' Kitt kicked out of the house without Yu
having to lift a finger. But strangely... I feel an inexplicable fear when I look
at her dad.

He's scarier than I thought.

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.

After everything settled down, we returned to our bedroom. Yu, in a good

mood, whistles while picking out clothes from the closet as if she's never
seen them before. Meanwhile, I stare out the window, starting to stress
about my own situation.

Being loved by the people in this house is good, but I dread to think how
difficult it'd be if I became hated. They can love someone so intensely one
second and turn to hate them equally the next. Initially, I intended to reveal
everything to everyone without caring about their opinions.

Now, I find myself hesitating.

I don't want to be hated... especially by her dad, who loves and cares for me
like his own daughter. It'd be very painful.

"Ms. Frung!"

"Ah... you scared me."

Yu, who'd walked up behind me and poked my waist, made me jump. I

scold her, genuinely annoyed. Seeing my frown, she puffs her cheeks.

"Why are you scolding me?"

"Because you scared me."

"Don't you love me anymore?"

"Don't make that face."

"Say you love me."

"...."

"Please, pretty, please."

"I love you."

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"I'm not mad anymore, yay!"

The small girl hugs me and smiles so widely that it eases my irritation and
worry.

"What's wrong? Why are you so distracted? Don't tell me you're thinking
about Mr. Kitt."

"Let's say I'm thinking about him, but P' Kitt isn't the main reason for my
stress."

I place my hand on her smooth cheek and gently stroke it.

"It's your dad."

"My dad? Why? Did he say something to you? I'll handle it."

"He didn't do anything. On the contrary... He's very fond of me."

"Then why are you stressed? Explain it to me."

"He seems like someone who can switch from loving someone intensely to
hating them to guts in the blink of an eye. I'm afraid that if one day he finds
out about us..."

"They'll have to know eventually. And if anything happens, Ms. Frung,

remember that I won't ever leave you alone. Even if we have to run away
together, I'll do it. I swear, in the name of my grandfather."

Yu smiles brightly and makes a joke to lighten the mood, but my stress
doesn't completely fade away.

"I know you won't leave me."

"And you mustn't leave me either, no matter what happens."

"Of course. I've never been a bad child to my mom, but I left because of
someone."

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"Because you love me. Enough of the serious talk. Your eyebrows are all
knotted up."

Yu pokes my forehead and shakes her head.

"Let's do something fun."

"Again?"

I raise an eyebrow, seeing Yu's mischievous look and covering my chest,

thinking of something naughty.

"We've been doing this almost every day since I moved here. Aren't you
bored?"

"Never, and I can do it all the time. Wait... I didn't mean that!"

The sweet-faced girl laughed heartily.

"I want to go swimming."

"At this hour? It's ten o'clock in the evening. Isn't it too late?"

"That's why I'm inviting you to swim. I've always dreamed of swimming
with my girlfriend at night. Make my dream come true. Ms. Frung."

"Why swimming?"

"It's so romantic. They do it in the movies all the time. I've wanted to do
this since the first night you stayed over, but we never had the chance. Let's
swim to relax and sleep well."

"But... is it okay?"

"It is!"

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Have I ever been able to refuse Pixie? No... never. With her adorable face,
slightly nasal voice, and a bit of a pitiful act, it's enough to make me easily
give in without much effort, just like when she applied to be a maid. Just
seeing her face made me hire her immediately because of her unique charm.

Now, we're at the swimming pool. Yu turns on the underwater lights,

making the pool glow blue, just like the first day I visited.

"The pool is heated and filled with salted water. Swimming here doesn't
damage your skin, and you won't feel cold."

"Is it really that good?"

"I requested this pool from Dad as a graduation gift. But when I returned to
Thailand, things happened, so I never got to swim in it."

"So, this pool hasn't been used yet?"

"Yes, that's why I want to swim so much. And swimming with you will
make it a memorable first time."

Yu, in a blue and white two-piece swimsuit, slowly lowers herself into the
pool with a splash before beckoning me to join her.

"Hurry, come in. The water is so warm."

Hearing her invitation, I smile slightly and slowly take off my robe before
stepping down the ladder into the water. The warm pool feels really good,
like soaking in a large jacuzzi where you can swim freely. The pool isn't
very big, not enough for serious 4x100 Olympic training, but it's enough for
casual swimming.

"But the water is a bit salty."

"It's a saltwater pool."

"And it's quite shallow."

"It can't be deep. I can't swim."

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"Hmm? You can't swim but wanted a swimming pool?"

"I can only kick my legs and then sink. It'd be nice to have a girlfriend who
can teach me to swim."

The small girl hints, trying to subtly force me to do what she wants. I told
you, this girl is a little devil. She gets what she wants by acting cute until
the other person feels guilty or too fond to refuse.

"What if the girlfriend can't swim either?"

"How can that be? You were a school swimming champion."

"How do you know that?"

"You said that in an interview for a magazine."

"You read it?"

"You don't know how obsessed I am. But back then, I didn't think it was
love. I just felt... 'Wow, the person who once went home with me is so
talented'. My heart pounded, just like now."

The small girl swims over and pulls my hand to her chest, letting me feel
her heartbeat.

"See? My heart is racing."

"If your heart didn't beat, you'd be dead."

"Come on, be a bit romantic! I'm trying to set a sweet mood in our pool."

"What's sweet about this? The pool is as salty as Pattaya sea."

"Have you ever drunk water after saltwater?"

"What about it?"

"It tastes sweet."

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"And where will we get water?"

"From me."

As soon as she finishes speaking, she lunges forward and kisses me

passionately. Her soft lips press against mine, making me stumble back a bit
until I realize my back is against the edge of the pool.

Yu pulls away and wraps her legs around my waist underwater, creating a
weightless sensation. We hold each other like that, but it doesn't feel heavy
at all.

"What is this?" I ask.

"Is my saliva sweet?"

"Is this the water you talked about? This was a plan, wasn't it?"

"And was it a good plan?"

"You said you just wanted to swim."

"Well, we are. What did you think I was going to do?"

She doesn't just say that; she leans in slightly and nibbles my ear, making
my arms and legs go weak.

"What do you call what you're doing now?"

"I'm not doing anything. I just want to cuddle you. You're thinking...
naughty things."

Her warm tongue glides from my ear down to my neck. I start to relax and
look up at the night sky, feeling utterly powerless.

"I could drown if you keep doing this,"

I warn.

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She doesn't respond but instead uses her fingers to pull down the strap of
my swimsuit and lightly bites my shoulder teasingly.

"Then we'll drown together."

My hands start to explore her body, and I manage to untie her small
underwater pants with one hand. My fingers know exactly where to go,
feeling the warmth and slickness under the warm water, a new sensation
that makes my heart race. Yu moans softly and whispers.

"You said you wouldn't do anything like this."

"Isn't this part of your plan?"

Her beautiful eyes lock onto mine, and she starts to move herself because
she feels I'm not doing it right.

"Ms. Frung, just stand still. I'll set the pace."

She instructs.

"You're being so demanding again."

The atmosphere, filled with the sounds of crickets and splashing water, is
interspersed with our breaths like we're singing a duet. Yu, who seems very
excited by the new experience, reaches her climax quickly, clinging to me
so tightly that I feel like I might break. Her pleasure slowly subsides, and
she seems to lose strength, making me support her waist underwater.

"What was that... so quick."

"Yeah... today I feel like I've been on a roller coaster. I'm exhausted."

"What about me now?"

I say, pouting, which makes the petite girl kiss me again, full of playful
affection.

"Don't worry. I'm just recovering... now it's your turn."

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As we're getting intimate in the pool, the sound of breaking glass nearby
makes us both freeze. The proximity of the noise makes us stand still and
look at each other but not turn around and see what's behind us because
we're sacred.

Scared to face the truth!

"You two..."

Yu's father's voice makes me press my lips together tightly. At this moment,
every sense in my body feels paralyzed. Continuing from here is out of the
question.

"Yes."

Yu responds, more determined and resolute than anyone. She turns to face
the person standing behind us directly.

"Ms. Frung and I, we're a couple."

She declares.

Thud!

The older man, who'd been watching us for a while, collapses to the ground
without a word.

"Dad!"

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 👣 32.Start Over 👣
Yu's dad's condition isn't as serious as we thought. He just got so shocked
that he fainted. After some first aid and help from a menthol inhaler, he
started to come around. While everyone in the house is in a panic, Yu, who
seems to be the most composed, tells me to wait about five minutes. Then
she appears with a small bag slung over her shoulder, ready to go.

"What is this?"

"The clothes. I packed it in advance. Just need to grab my wallet and a few
essentials. Let's go."

"Go where?"

"Away from here. It's time."

The sweet-faced girl who's pulling my hand to leave the house stops when I
resist and refuse to move.

"What is it? Did you forget something?"

"The only one who needs to go is just me."

"You think I'll let you go alone? I've been ready since the first day you
stayed over. Just waiting for the right time to tell the truth to everyone in the
house. Besides, I didn't think it'd take this long."

"Where will we stay?"

"I have a place ready for us. Do you think I came back home this time
without any preparation? Let's go, no more questions now. You can ask
later. Let's get out of here first."

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Yu walks ahead with determination. I can only stare at her back in
amazement. She's always been so resolute since the first time we met. It's
like once she sets a goal, nothing can stop her. Just as we're about to step
out of the house, her mom's voice calls out, making us both stop and turn
around.

"Where are you going?!"

"Our own way."

"What way? Your father is this sick, and you're leaving?"

"Trust me, Mom. If Dad wakes up, he'll be the first to ask us to leave."

"Leave? What is this? And what's with the bag?"

The elderly woman, who has no idea what's going on, looks like she's seen
a ghost. Her voice, full of displeasure, is just angry because Yu seems to be
going out to have fun with a friend who stayed over.

"Ms. Frung and I are going to go away. To live our lives as..."

"Lovers."

"Lovers? What nonsense... Dear, why are you getting up?"

Yu's mom, startled by a touch on her shoulder from behind, is shocked to

see Yu's dad getting up.

"You'll faint again."

"Let them go."

"Huh?"

"Don't hold them back. Let them go wherever they want... It's better than
staying here."

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His voice is calm, but his eyes show disappointment, which makes my heart
sink. I feel a lump in my throat. But a certain someone who seems well-
prepared for this hooks her arm around me and nods as if she understands.

"Let's go, Ms. Frung."

"Dad.."

I feel more heartbroken than Yu, who is his real daughter. Even though I
call out, he doesn't even turn to look. He walks back into the house, half-
dragging Yu's mom with him. Yu, who pulls me out to catch a taxi in front
of the house, sighs a little and gently rubs my arm understandingly.

"Don't overthink, Ms. Frung. It had to be this way."

"Pixie, don't you feel anything?"

"On the contrary... I've been through this since I was a child and am used to
the people in this house. I can handle everything. If you ask who knows
these people best, it's me."

"If we go back and explain to your dad now, he might soften up."

"If he would, why would I run away from home back then? When I ran
away, he never thought of looking for me because he was that stubborn. If
you want to beat him, there's only one way."

"What is it?"

I look at her with interest. She shrugs just as the taxi pulls up.

"Ignore him. That's the best way to win."

After getting into the taxi, she gives the driver a destination I'm not familiar
with. Even though I don't know where it is, I don't ask much because it

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seems Yu has planned everything well. She looks so capable and
determined, an image contrasting her delicate frame, making me feel like
she has a warrior spirit inside her. Since it's almost midnight, the journey
takes only 10 minutes, with a few red lights before we reach our
destination.

It's a medium-sized apartment with everything we need. I follow her into

the building, swipe a key card at the door, and take the elevator to the 7th
floor until we reach the room. Before I can ask anything, Yu starts
explaining as if she knows what I'm thinking.

"I rented this room since moving back home because I knew one day I'd
have to tell Dad the truth about having a lover. I wasn't going to marry Mr.
Kitt, so I prepared an escape plan while still sneaking money from Dad and
Mom."

"Sounds thorough but not very nice."

"Well, I don't have a job. I'm not a maid anymore, so I have to live off my
parents."

"And after this? No parents to rely on, and I don't have a job either. What
will we do?"

"I plan to find a job. With my degree from overseas, it won't be hard."

She flexes her muscles as if working requires strength. I laugh a little and
sigh.

"Being you is great. You make stressful things seem light while I overthink
until my head is a mess and get nothing done. I should find a job, too."

"No need to rush. I still have a lot of money in the account. We can take our
time thinking and looking for our jobs."

"But money will run out eventually. Sigh... You shouldn't have to do this
with me."

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"It's me who brought you into hardship. You used to be a CEO. Now, you're
jobless. You used to live in a pricey condo, and now, you have to live in this
small rented apartment."

The small girl hugs me, feeling sorry, but I hug her back more out of
affection because she looks so adorable.

"We're both rich kids, remember? No one can bring us down... Let's give it
a shot! Living like middle-class people, what's the big deal?"

"Seeing you so determined makes me feel better. We have to be each other's

positive energy. Remember, no one can separate us. Yay!"

"No one can separate us. Yay!"

We cheer each other up before seriously exploring the room. I try to see
everything positively, thinking this is a new adventure. All my life, I've
been in a safe zone, protected by my parents. So, if I have to struggle a bit,
it's just a taste of life. Nothing to worry about.

But I need to update someone about this, and that person is Dad. In the
morning, I call to briefly tell him about my situation. I also learn that Dad
went back home because he softened up after Mom called, crying because
she was too lonely.

"Good thing you went back to Mom. I heard from P' Kitt that Mom has
been home alone, keeping to herself."

[We've been together for so many years. We can't cut ties so easily.]

"Does she ever mention me?"

[No, but I know she misses you a lot. She can't even bear to hear your
name.]

"She must be very disappointed in me."

[People can't have everything. Accepting disappointment helps you not to

be too idealistic... By the way, you plan to find a job, right? Need any help

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from me?]

"No, thanks. I can't always rely on you."

[But jobs are hard to find these days. And you started from the top. Who
would dare hire you? Your past experience is as a chairman at an IT
company. Your salary would be higher than a small SME owner.]

"Thanks for the encouragement."

I smile weakly. It's not like I haven't thought about this, but I don't have
many choices.

[If you ask me... you should start a small company. You're good at
managing people. Use your strengths.]

"A company... What could I do?"

[Start thinking now. If you need any help, tell me. Even though she's richer,
I also have a lot of money... I'm not just your mom's husband.]

I smile at Dad's encouragement. I feel a bit guilty, like I'm cheating, because
when I fall, it won't hurt much, and I can get up fast, I don't have to start
from zero like others.

"Ms. Frung, come have breakfast."

The familiar cheerful voice reminds me of the old days at the condo. She
woke up early to prepare breakfast without fail. She's very disciplined,
especially about making breakfast.

"I miss this."

"Right? I miss making breakfast for you, too... Come on, eat."

She sits down across from me, resting her chin on her hand to watch my
reaction to the pork congee she made. Of course, it tastes as delicious as
always. Even if it didn't, I'd still say it was because I love seeing the smile
in front of me more.

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"Tastes just as good as always, my beautiful darling."

"I'm flattered. So, how did it go? What did your dad say? You two seemed
to be talking for a while."

"Dad's back home now. He suggested that I should start my own company.
No one would hire me because I'm overqualified."

"Whose girlfriend is this? So talented in everything. Mr. Kitt was a fool not
to keep you, letting a small woman like me steal you away."

"And what kind of woman are you to steal someone else's girlfriend?"

"A cute one, good at cooking, and loud. The kind that loves to do naughty
things in the swimming pool!"

"You crazy."

I laugh at the lewd words.

"But I agree with your dad. You should start your own company. Someone
like you can make it prosper easily."

"Before thinking that far, I don't even know what to do or sell."

"Sell food or anything women would buy."

"Hmm?"

"I once skimmed through my dad's business book. It said if you want to sell
something, sell two things: one, sell to women; two, sell food. You'll
definitely get rich."

"You're quite knowledgeable. But what to sell? If it's food, I can't cook. And
if you're talking about a delivery service app, the big names have already
taken over."

Since I own an IT company and develop applications, I really can't think of

what I should do. The market is already saturated. It's really tough for a

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small company to start something new. I've realized this now that I've
reached this point.

"Then sell women's products."

"Clothes are everywhere."

"Jewelry."

Yu leans in and raises an eyebrow.

"Ms. Frung, did you forget that I graduated in this field? No one knows
more about gems and jewelry than me."

"You want to sell jewelry?"

"Yes. I'll let you manage it. We do what we're good at. That's what you call
proper job division."

I laugh with Yu. Even though it's just a rough idea, it seems like a pretty
good one. We spent the whole day discussing the details of what we wanted
our products to be like and thinking about funding until Yu fell asleep from
all the brainstorming. Seeing her asleep, I look at my phone, thinking of
something.

"Hello, Dad."

Yes... I still feel uneasy about this. Now, I walk to the balcony and call Yu's
dad with the landline number. The guilt hasn't faded. It feels like I've
completely destroyed his love and goodwill since last night.

"I know you're listening."

Even though the person on the other end doesn't respond, I know they're
still holding the line, waiting for me to finish my business. Afraid of being
hung up on, I quickly say my part concisely to avoid causing too much
annoyance.

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"I apologize for what you just found out. Sorry for breaking your trust. I
feel very guilty and am asking for your forgiveness."

[You will never get my forgiveness. Remember that well.)

The cold response pierces my heart, but I force myself to finish speaking.

"No matter what you think, I want to say that I'm sincere with Yu."

[Sincere people don't break others' trust like you did.]

"I intended to tell you, but..."

[Is that all you have to say? If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up.]

"I'll love and take care of Yu well. Whatever you think P' Kitt has or is, I
can do and be, too."

[....]

"I'll do it as well as him."

Then the most heartbreaking response comes, a condition I can never fulfill,
making tears stream down my face.

[You can't do it. You're not a man.]

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"Ms. Frung!"

Yu's shout startles me so much that I almost drop my phone. Her eyes
widen as she stares at me, then she quickly snatches the phone from my
hand. She looks at the screen to see who I'm talking to and then speaks into
it impatiently.

"What did you say to Ms. Frung... Remember this: nothing and no one can
change my mind. If you hurt her, you're hurting me, too. Sorry for not being
the ideal daughter you wanted... But it's okay. Having Ms. Frung is enough
for me!"

She hangs up and glares at me angrily.

"Why did you call my dad?"

Her sharp tone makes me flinch, and tears start to flow even more.

"Uhhh..."

"I... I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Yu hugs me when she sees that I can't stop crying. The more she comforts
me, the harder I cry, and there's no sign that my tears will stop anytime
soon.

"I can't stop crying. Uee... Waaaah."

"Oh no... If you cry, it'll make me want to cry too, you know? You aren't a
crybaby. Please don't make me feel bad."

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"Is it so wrong that I was born a woman?"

I ask, confused. Her father's words still echo in my head. It feels like there
are a thousand knives stabbing my heart.

"What's wrong with being a woman? Do you know how many billions of
women there are in the world? Are they all wrong?"

"I told your father that I'd make you happy. Whatever P' Kitt can do, I'll
show him that I can do it too, so he won't worry about you. But he just
said..."

"You are not a man."

"Uh."

"Ms. Frung, don't be sad about things that can't be changed. Even if you
were a man, do you think I'd love you?"

"If I were a man, you wouldn't like me?"

"I like you as a woman. We're both gay."

Yu says irritably. I'm starting to wonder if she's mad at me or the world.

"If I were a man, would you like me?"

"If you were a man and still this cute... maybe."

I sniffle and think carefully.

"But I like you as a woman more because you're cute."

"Even if you like a male version of me, I can't be that for you. It's beyond
our control. We just have to accept it. If someone can't accept us, that's their
problem. And you don't need to promise anything to Dad. Even if you were
a princess from a first-world country, He'd never change his mind. I know
him better than anyone."

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"But I think that if I could prove myself a little, your dad might..."

"Why do you need to prove anything?"

"So he'll know that I can take care of you, even as a woman. I can succeed
in life just like P' Kitt."

"No need!"

"...."

Yu puts her hands on her hips and closes her eyes, almost red with anger,
but she holds back, afraid that if she raises her voice, I'll start sobbing again.

"If you succeed, it's your achievement. And even if we fail, it has nothing to
do with anyone else. Why does our love need to be proven to others? We're
just ordinary people. We can make mistakes, too."

"Yu..."

"Being gay or lesbian doesn't make someone bad. Why do adults always
say, 'Even though they're like that, they're still good people; they can still
earn money and build a house for their parents'? What about those who
can't? Are they the scum of humanity? It's not our job to be perfect all the
time."

"But I want your dad to see that I can do it."

"You can use that as a motivation, but not to prove yourself. Even if you
fail, I'll still be here with you. Even if we're broke, I'll sit by the road to beg
for money to buy food for you. Understand?"

"Do you understand that we don't need to prove anything anymore? We'll
just be ourselves."

"You're so determined."

I say, looking at her in awe.

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"It feels like you're more mature than me."

"Well, I have a big goal."

"What goal?"

"To make you mine alone and live comfortably. Not to prove anything to
our families but because I want to. So you should see me as your big goal,
too. Stop pressuring yourself. Do everything with joy. Remember that I'm
always by your side. Can you do that?"

"Wow... so romantic."

"Don't sweet-talk me." Yu pouts.

"You made me so mad that I'm about to cry."

"Oh."

From scolding me, Yu starts crying when she sees I'm better. So I have to
comfort her and stop feeling bad about being born a woman.

That's right... our goal is just to have each other. What everyone else thinks
is just a byproduct of our actions.

After talking to her, I need to reorganize my thoughts. We start planning

what work we can do to support ourselves. Of course, we can't do much
alone, so my dad, who used to be a marketing head, helps us.

"You have an experience with applications. So, try to visualize what you
want in the app and why people should buy from us. Remember, people
today are lazy. Even waiting more than five seconds for a website to load
annoys them. How can people access it in the easiest way? Think about
that."

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Dad tells me and then smiles at Yu.

"So, you're selling jewelry, dear?"

Dad speaks almost in a cute tone to the small girl, who beams back at him.
Her cuteness multiplies as she seeks his approval, making her look
endearing.

"Yes, I want to sell accessories like necklaces, rings, bracelets. But doing it
alone and using an app might be too much of a work. So, I thought of
finding partners and splitting the percentage."

"If you're going to do that, people would rather buy from Lazada or Shopee.
Everyone knows them already. I think it's better to make a deal with artisans
and brand it as our own."

"But that would be a really big project. We don't have that much money."

"We can do it. You have me backing you up. It won't be a problem."

"Let's go at our pace, Dad. We want to begin as an SME, considering the

economy isn't very good nowadays."

I argue, and Dad, seeing my seriousness, nods in understanding.

"Alright, but I don't agree with partnering with other stores."

All our ideas are put together to select the best ones. We draft a business
plan like the ones used to apply for bank loans, but we do it to organize our
thoughts, not to get a loan.

After talking with Dad, we return to our room. I sit on the balcony, still
thinking about what to do next, until Yu hugs me from behind.

"Hm?"

"What are you thinking about?"

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"Just thinking about our business. I think making an app is too big of a
project. And you can only design one or two pieces at a time. Maybe we
need a physical store and stuff, and I can do online marketing."

"Anything is fine as long as I can do it with you."

Yu rests her forehead on my back and sniffs like a dog trying to catch a
scent.

"You smell so good."

"Tired, huh? I can tell."

"Honestly, I have no idea about marketing. I can only draw and design.
Seeing you talk business with Dad today was impressive... How is my
girlfriend so talented?"

"Flattery. Always praising, always encouraging. Are you afraid I'll stop
loving you or something?"

"I have ways to cheer you up every day when you're down. But don't give
up now..."

Yu yawns and mumbles.

"Because I'm too sleepy."

"If you're sleepy, go to bed. Come here."

I squat so Yu can hop on my back. Being taller, I easily carry her light
weight.

"I'll take you to bed."

"You're the best."

I carry her to the bed and drop her gently, making her laugh with delight.

"The bed is so hard it hurts."

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"True, but it's better than the floor. Hang in there. Once we make some
money, we'll buy a new bed."

"You promised, okay? I have to focus on designing the product now. I want
a new bed. There are so many positions I want to cuddle with you."

Yu mumbles as she rolls to her side and curls up to sleep. I take the
opportunity to grab a blanket and cover her, then slowly watch the little one
drift into sleep after she says such a naughty thing.

Life is strange. From someone who used to be very wealthy and never
considered how much money I spent each day, eating whatever I wanted,
now I have to be careful with money. I have to calculate the cost of each
meal to ensure it doesn't cut into next month's budget.

Honestly, it's kind of fun...

I've always lived in my comfort zone. The only challenge was making the
quarterly results better than the last. If I did well, it was just okay. If not, I
just had to try again. No one would say anything because it was the family
business. But this time, I can't fail.

If I do, the money I have will disappear, and it might make Yu suffer. So, I
need to be better and smarter. Not because I'm afraid of being looked down
upon but because I want us both to make it through together.

But still... I want acceptance from those around me, especially Yu's family.

I dial her father's number again. He knows it's me and answers, but doesn't
say anything, just listens.

"I'll keep calling you until you forgive us and accept our love... Don't worry,
I'll do my bes..."

Before I can finish my sentence, he hangs up, and I can only sigh. It's good
that I was prepared. Accepting the truth makes me less sad than before.

If he doesn't forgive us today, there's always tomorrow.

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If not tomorrow, then the day after.

There will be a day when he accepts us, and I'll wait for that day.

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 34.The First Customer 👣
Right now, we've planned almost halfway through. It's taken over a month
just to prepare to start this new business. Honestly, the current economic
situation isn't ideal for starting anything new, but we have to do it to
survive. Plus, we have some experience, and Dad said he'd help out
financially, so there's not much to be afraid of.

We're going to sell jewelry made from the same type of crystals as
Swarovski, targeting young adults aged 18-35. Most of these people are
active on online apps, so reaching them shouldn't be too hard.

"Pixie, you're pretty talented, you know that?"

I look at the sketchbook where Yu designs our first collection. It's not much
because coming up with each piece isn't easy. So, our first project will be a
set of necklaces, rings, and earrings, starting with an online store and then
small booths to reach more people. We'll price them reasonably-not too high
but not too low-aiming for the middle- class market that can spread the
word.

"Ms. Frung, do you think people will buy from us?"

"If I like it, everyone will like it."

"Aren't you over-praising yourself?"

The sweet-faced girl laughs and teases me, but it's clear she's quite
confident.

"I think it's beautiful, too."

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"But we still need to tweak some things here and there. It's not like we
won't make any changes."

"You're just trying to make me feel good and then slap me down, huh?"

"To work like this, you have to be able to take feedback. Even novelists and
songwriters need feedback to improve their work."

"I know. I already trust you. I don't know much about business."

"I'm not that great either. I've only dealt with online apps and ways to
promote our business. We still need to consult with my dad."

As I mentioned, I have Dad as an advisor. He's pretty good at figuring out

what products will sell and what people like or dislike. As soon as he saw
the designs, he pointed out areas for Yu to fix and adjust. When Dad
suggests something, Yu seems to listen and not argue, perhaps out of respect
for his age or just being considerate. I smile at her timid demeanor and can't
help but pull her cheek in front of Dad.

"Wow, no ego at all when it comes to this, huh? But when I say something,
you get all sulky."

"Ms. Frung, that hurts!"

The small girl lightly taps my shoulder and pouts.

"Your dad is here. It's embarrassing. He's reasonable, so I have to listen."

"This is the beginning of receiving feedback. What I say is mild compared

to what customers might say. So, the first step before selling to anyone else
is to sell to people we know."

Dad says and nods thoughtfully. We both look at each other, starting to feel
worried.

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"But Dad, I don't have many friends," I say.

"Then it's time for you to build connections. We can't live alone in this
world... Yu, too. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes... I understand."

I look at Dad quietly, understanding that he's not just talking about selling
jewelry. He's trying to tell Yu that love isn't just about two people. Lately,
I've been consulting Dad often and telling him about Yu's intense focus on
love without caring about everyone else. It's good in a way, but ignoring
everyone can make her lonely.

'For Yu, you're still an outsider. If one day you stop loving each other, she
can still turn back to her family.'

'What are you saying, Dad? I won't stop loving Pixie.'

'Nothing is certain. You, too... You might love each other a lot today, but
tomorrow, you mightn't love each other anymore. We all know that
forever doesn't exist. So, love each other but be mindful of each other's
feelings. And there are other things besides love. What if one of you dies
first? Have you thought about that?"

Dad is right, but I haven't talked to Yu about this because she's quite
stubborn. When she loves, she loves with all her heart, which means if she
hates, she hates to her guts, too. Dad probably wants to teach me this.

"So, this is your homework. I'll find an artisan to make ten sets of the
jewelry you've designed. You have to sell them to people you know, five
sets each. That means we'll have ten connections. If you can do it, the first
project is a success."

"Yes/Yes."

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.

I'm so confused... It's like I'm back in school with Dad as the teacher.

From never thinking of contacting any friends, now I have to find a way to
reach out to old classmates. The easiest way to contact them is through a
platform called Facebook. The developer intended to make it a yearbook,
and now I'm using it exactly for that.

Many people have added me as friends, but since I rarely use it, I've left
their requests pending. Some I know, some are friends of friends who added
me for no apparent reason. After accepting the requests, I read through
various statuses.

Some people are married with kids, and some who used to be very manly
now have boyfriends. I'm still hesitant to message anyone because I don't
know if they remember me. Then, a notification pops up about an important
event, and I click to see it.

A school reunion...

Maybe because I listed my school in my bio, the event popped up to let

everyone know about the gathering. I click "attend" to save the event on my
phone and feel my heart race.

Will anyone remember me if I go?

And if I go, how will I start conversations with old friends?

While I'm deep in thought, Yu sees my worried face in front of the laptop
and pokes my forehead, laughing.

"What's wrong, pretty girl? What's with that face?"

"I'm going to a school reunion. I'm planning to build connections... like my

dad said."

"Then why are you worried?"

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"I don't have friends. What if no one talks to me?"

"You're overthinking it. Just go enjoy the school atmosphere... By the way,
where is it held?"

"At the school."

"At least you can go to greet the teachers who taught you. Someone will
recognize you. Most people go to update their lives and show off. You can
take the opportunity to sell your stuff. Rich people are easily impressed."

"I'm not that audacious."

I say, puffing my cheeks. This feels like I'm about to do direct sales.

"What should I do? I'm scared of people."

"They aren't going to bite you."

"And what if I can't sell anything?"

"Then don't. Just wear it. Do you think the jewelry I designed is pretty?"

"It is."

"Honestly, no bias."

"It is. Simple but unique."

"Then just wear it. You're a great model. Trust me."

"Really... And if I can't sell anything?"

"It's okay just wear it. Go greet your friends and update them about your
fabulous life. Starting your own business without working for the family is
a big deal for a rich kid. It shows you're stepping out from under your
parents' wings."

Hearing that encouragement makes me smile a bit.

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"And Pixie, have you thought about how you'll do my dad's homework?"

"I'll go see my friends, too. I'm better at this than you. Don't worry."

The school reunion is about two weeks later. Two days before the event, we
both received the sample jewelry sets, including rings, earrings, and
bracelets. I chose to wear the earrings and ring to the event, while Yu wore
the bracelet to meet her friends.

Before leaving the room, Yu hugs me, understanding that I'm nervous about
meeting people who mightn't remember me and not knowing how to talk to
them because I'm not very good at it.

"Just be yourself. I believe that many people admired you in school. You
just didn't know about it and had an R.B.F."

"Really? How could someone like me have admirers?"

"You're super cool, just a bit hard to approach. Even P' Kitt liked you, didn't
he?"

"Well..."

"And you look stunning today... I'm jealous now. I don't want you to go."

"Then... I won't go."

"You have to!"

"What?"

I'm pushed out of the room into the elevator. Yu stands there, pressing the
button for the ground floor, and gives me a pep talk.

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"Ms. Frung, you can do it. You don't need to sell anything and just be
yourself. That's enough. Trust me."

"Uh... okay."

"And I'll call you. If anyone hits on you, tell them you have a girlfriend, got
it?"

"Got it, got it."

Even though I'm not very confident, this is my first test of Socializing 101.
If not today, then I'll have to do this someday soon. I can't avoid it. Doing
business requires connections. This is the first hurdle I have to overcome. I
need to remind myself that I'm not here to sell anything today, I just need to
wear some jewelry and walk around so people can see and get familiar with
me. I can do this. If Yu says I look good, it means it's not bad.

After finding a parking spot, I walk into the school slowly because I feel
awkward. Even though I've been encouraging myself the whole way, seeing
the school sign makes me almost turn back in defeat.

Today, the school is lit up with twinkling lights all over the event. But
because there might be too many lights, it looks a bit like a fair. If there
were a carousel or Ferris wheel, I'd call Pixie to come and hang out.

In the middle of the school field, there are rows of Chinese banquet tables.
Each table has a sign indicating the academic year and class, but most of
them are for alumni who are around forty years old or older. Not many
people are sitting. While I'm worrying about where i should go and what I
should do, someone calls out to me, making me excited.

"Frung... Is that you, Frung?"

Ms. Wilai, who used to teach math, greets me and hugs me. Not having
seen her for a long time makes me a bit awkward, but I hug back and
politely greet her.

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"Hello, Miss. I'm so glad you remember me."

"How could I not? You were the star of your class."

"Star of what?"

"Don't be modest,"

The elderly woman squeezes my shoulder affectionately.

"Did you come with friends?"

"No, I saw the event on Facebook and decided to drop by."

"That's okay, I'll take you to meet some friends. Some of your classmates
just talked to me about you. They were wondering if the star of our class is
married yet."

"People are talking about me?"

The teacher drags me to meet some friends, but they're from different
classes. We passed each other often but didn't talk much. It's better than not
seeing anyone from my year at all because at least we recognize each other.

"Take care of her, okay? She came alone and looked lost."

"Is this you, Frung? Wow... the older you get, the more beautiful you
become. We were just talking about you, saying we saw you in a magazine
as a CEO..."

Friends from different classes, whom I've never talked to before, start
chatting with me so much that I can't keep up. Can everyone talk so easily
with people they've never spoken to before?

"Are you dating someone, Frung?"

"Yes."

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"Wow, I'm so jealous of your lover. What kind of person could win the star
of our class?"

Everyone speaks admiringly, giving me the chance to ask immediately.

"Wait a minute, what does 'star of the class' mean?"

"It means you were one of the beautiful people everyone talked about. You
were a cool girl and a swimmer. Who else was popular in our class..."

Then, everyone reminisces about who else was popular back in school
besides me. Now, I'm starting to fit in with everyone. As I laugh and tuck
my hair behind my ear, a cheerful, high-pitched voice calls out.

"Excuse me!"

"Hmm?"

My wrist is grabbed, making me jump. A sweet-faced but confident and

stylish junior looks at me with sparkling eyes like she's found a bargain in
the clearance section.

"Where did you buy these earrings?"

"What?"

No greeting, just staring at my earrings. It leaves me speechless.

"What brand are these earrings? I've never seen this design before."

"They're handmade. It's from my own brand, but it's not available in the
market yet."

"Does that mean they're really unique? I'll buy them!"

The person in front of me, seeing my confusion, hands me a business card

and introduces herself.

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"I'm Intuorn. I'm a junior about three years below you. I know you well.
You were so cool in school, and today, you're still outstanding with these
handmade earrings that aren't available in the market. Seeing them makes
my stomach churn with desire!"

"You're quite a talker, Intuorn."

"Call me In. You're a great model. If I want these, how can I get them? Can
I order from you directly? Are they limited edition? Tell me the details."

"Well..."

😁
"How much? Name the price. I'll pay whatever it costs. If I like it, there's no
such thing as too expensive because I'm very rich."

"You're quite annoying."

I say with a smile, half-joking.

"I'm annoying? Oh no... then I won't buy them. I like to be loved by many
people. Besides being rich, I need love to enhance my prestige."

"You're really fun to talk to. I love you."

"You're quite a liar, aren't you?"

"For survival."

"I understand. I run a business, too. Deception and wearing masks are our
forte. Hehe... I'll order a set. When it's ready, contact me through the
business card. It'd be better if it's a limited edition. I don't want to wear
something that everyone else has."

"I'll think about it."

Then, that junior is called back by her friends. I can only watch my first
customer with a racing heart. I can't help but call the designer who made
this jewelry to let her know.

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[How's it going, Ms. Frung? Did you find any friends?]

"Pixie... I sold one of your collections."

[Whaaaaaaat, really!? I told you, right? You're a great model. Everything

looks good on you. Did you get the name of our first customer?]

The person on the other end is just as excited. I pick up the business card to
read again.

"Her name is In,"

I swallow hard, my heart swelling with emotion, tears welling up.

"Intuorn."

[I'll remember this name... Intuorn!]

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 35.Gainlong 👣
After selling the first set to the first customer, it wasn't long before the
second, third, and fourth sets followed, and soon, we reached the fiftieth set.
We set the prices reasonably-not too high but not so low that anyone could
easily afford them.

We wanted the buyers to feel the value. So, I came up with the idea that
each collection would be limited to just 99 sets, priced to reflect the time
and effort put into designing and producing them.

Seeing that her work sells gives Yu a huge boost of inspiration and
motivation to design more collections. She plans to release the next
collection in the summer. We've saved up enough money to invest in the
new collection and still have enough left over to buy whatever we want.

For over three months, we worked tirelessly. It was exhausting but worth it.
Every baht we earn is from our own efforts, without relying on anyone else
though we did borrow a little from my dad and paid it back on time.

"Limited edition sales like this are great, Ms. Frung. It makes people rush to
buy and stock up. They can resell at higher prices. It's like an early
guarantee that whatever we make will sell out."

"But you'll get tired. Making just 99 sets means they'll sell out quickly, and
then we'll have to come up with new collections constantly to keep up with
demand."

"We'll stick to our original schedule. The harder it is to find, the more
valuable our products become. We managed this much in three months,
thanks to you for expanding our customer base. I told you, good models
make good sales."

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"But the downside is that without a physical store, we don't gain much
credibility. If we want to make this more substantial, we should have a
place for people to see the samples."

"Renting a store in a mall is expensive. It could cost us a lot."

"But doing what we're doing makes our products look less valuable. We sell
jewelry, and the location is crucial."

I can't believe that everything I learned is now being put to use. Yu and I
brainstorm about what we can and cannot do, and in the end, Yu agrees with
me that we should have a physical store, preferably in a high-end mall.

"Which mall should we choose?"

I take this question to my dad, but he sends someone I never expected

to rely on or consult-P' Kitt, the main reason I got kicked out of my
home.

Meeting at a coffee shop, P' Kitt smiles warmly at Yu and me. We both
smile back, having no hard feelings anymore.

"I'm surprised we have to consult you about this," I said.

"I know some people in this field. If you want a high-end mall store with
reasonable rent, I can help."

P' Kitt replied.

"Can you really do that?"

"Why do you think I'm a top choice for marriage by your parents?"

We roll our eyes simultaneously, making P' Kitt almost choke on his coffee
from laughing

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"Why can't you two hide your reactions? At least I helped you both get
together. Feel a bit guilty, will you?"

Hearing that, I smile sheepishly. I feel bad for breaking up with him and for
the incident at the beach. He never did anything wrong. and even if he did,
it was because of us. We unintentionally turned a good person into a bad
one.

"Sorry, It was my fault."

"Me too."

We both smile apologetically, and P' Kitt waves it off, seemingly holding no
grudges.

"So, which mall do you want to open a store in? I'll check it out," P' Kitt
asks.

"Somewhere in the city center with lots of tourists. I don't want to sell just
to Thais. In the future, we plan to sell 99 sets to Thais and 99 sets to
foreigners."

Yu explains.

"That makes 198 sets... Smart."

P' Kitt says, raising his coffee cup in admiration.

"Alright, I have an idea of which mall you want. I'll get back to you in three
days. If not that mall, then another one near it."

So, this is what having connections is like....

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Knowing many people makes things easier. Besides opportunities, meeting
many people makes our work smoother, just as my dad said. Even though
I'm shy and don't like talking to people, running a business has taught me to
be friendly and talkative. I even comment or check in on old friends on
Facebook, asking how they are after having their third child...

Even though I can't even remember the name of their first child...

Three days later, as P' Kitt promised, I get a call saying we get a spot. P'
Kitt arranges for me to check out the location, see if I like it, and discuss the
rent and lease terms. My dad comes along, as he has experience in
negotiations and reading contracts. I also want to learn how to handle these
discussions for future expansions.

The location is great. After getting off the skytrain and entering the mall, a
short escalator ride brings us to our spot. The mall requests that we decorate
the store in a theme consistent with other stores and not close on weekends,
or we'll face penalties.

The only issue is that we don't have enough products to display, so Yu has
to work three times harder on designs, even asking friends from school for
help.

"Hang in there, Pixie. You can do it."

"Since we started working, we haven't had any alone time. I'd rather be a
beggar than not get intimate with you... Ouch!"

I pinch Pixie's cheek for her inappropriate comment. She rubs her cheek,
pouting.

"I need something to keep me going, Ms. Frung!"

Pixie whines, kicking under the table. I shake my head and flick her
forehead.

"Ouch!"

"Get back to work. Thinking like this won't get the job done."

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"You're so mean."

Pixie pouts, laying her head on the table.

I leave to make her a coffee, glancing between the boiling water and Yu,
who is still grumbling.

"Coffee?"

"Leave me alone!"

"It'll wake you up."

"Nothing can wake me up... Oh!"

I crawl under the table and spread Pixie's legs, making her jump and scoot
back in surprise. I tug at her elastic shorts, frowning slightly.

"Lift your hips."

"Ms. Frung, why are you..."

"I'm going to wake you up."

"Don't try to make up like this."

"Let me try, and we'll see if you're still mad."

"....."

"Lift your hips."

Pixie complies, letting me pull her shorts down to her ankles and spread her
legs. Initially resisting, she melts at my touch, almost sliding under the
table.

"Ms. Frung, you always surprise me. How can I stay mad?"

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.

Honestly, I've heard it often that life isn't easy. But experiencing it myself, I
think... it's not that hard. Everything is going well for me now. Yu designs
effortlessly, and our love life is fulfilling. Our jewelry sells out as planned,
giving us plenty of money to reinvest. Many people are waiting for our next
collection, and that's the guarantee of our success.

But that's being complacent. I forgot that nothing is ever easy, especially
love.

"What do you mean we can't rent the spot anymore?"

I ask in shock.

The contact person calls me awkwardly. No matter how I question, he keeps

apologizing, unable to give a clear reason.

"I'm really sorry. I'm in a difficult position, too..."

"There must be a more reasonable explanation."

"I'm just a subordinate. I apologize."

Getting no answers, I call P' Kitt to report the problem. He disappears for a
bit and calls back, sighing.

[I'm sorry.]

"For what?"

[I might be partly to blame. There's internal pressure. If your store opens,

another store might close and move to a competitor's mall.]

"What store?"

[A jewelry store...]

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"A jewelry store...? Why would they care about our small store? Wait...
Pixie."

She snatches the phone from my hand, presses the speaker button, and
interjects her voice.

"Is this jewelry store part of my family's chain?"

As soon as she says this, I immediately realize what the internal pressure is
about It's the largest jewelry store chain in Thailand, with branches in
almost every major mall. Yu's family is that wealthy.

[I'm sorry, Yu. There's nothing I can do.]

"It's okay. I understand."

She ends the call and falls silent, deep in thought.

"Pixie, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking Dad is being really mean. He probably wants to pressure us so

we can't open our store. He knows that selling jewelry without a storefront
isn't credible, especially at this price level. Sending it by mail looks
unprofessional. Opening one in a shophouse doesn't look credible, either.
But it's fine... it's fun."

"Fun?"

"Yes. Without obstacles, life is too easy. Don't you think that our path has
been too smooth? But it's okay. I have Plan B."

"What plan? I'm still completely in the dark here."

"I won't let us hit a dead end. If we can't sell in our own store because we're
not allowed to open one, then... we'll use someone else's store."

"Someone else's store?"

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"Yes, someone else's store. In a mall, too. Actually, some have already
contacted us, but I haven't mentioned it because I didn't want to collaborate
with anyone. But since we're here, working with others might be good."

Yu picks up the phone and dials someone. Then she clears her throat to
sound more convincing.

"Hello... this is Yu. We talked before about designing for Ms. Gainlong's
Winter Dew Collection."

Gainlong? I furrow my brow slightly and listen to the girl in front of me,
trying to catch the gist of her conversation.

"Yes, I've decided to design a brooch for you so it can be sold at the
storefront, as Ms. Gainlong suggested. Okay... we'll discuss the details later,
but it'll be in the mall, right? Great. That makes me feel better. Let's meet
tomorrow afternoon to go over the specifics. Thank you."

Yu hangs up and looks at me, raising an eyebrow because she knows I'm
waiting for an explanation.

"Ms. Gainlong is an artist who designed a collection of bags and scarves for
Ms. Intuorn. Ms. Intuorn contacted me because she liked my designs and
wanted to collaborate with an artist she worked with. Initially, I declined
because I don't like working with many people, but there's no other choice."

I look at her in awe, amazed at how she has everything figured out, making
me feel completely useless.

"Since Dad intends to corner us, I'll show him that we can do better... I'm
designing for the mall owner's daughter. If we can't sell in the mall, then it's
going to be huge news!"

Dear Lord, she's so cool!

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣 36.Tired 👣
Today, both of us have a meeting about the collection we're going to
collaborate on with Intuorn's bags. However, the meeting is in the
afternoon, so I told Yu to go ahead first because there's a place I want to
visit. That place is my parents' home, and I haven't returned there for over
three months.

It's strange. I used to go there once a week and never felt this homesick.
Maybe it's because I knew I'd talk to Mom as usual, updating our lives, and
then go our separate ways to do our own things, only to meet again. But
since that argument, I haven't contacted Mom.

It's a longing I never thought I'd feel because I always took for granted that
Morm would be by my side. Today is the day I have to walk on my own
without her protection because she disagrees with the path I've chosen.

I spend about ten minutes in the car preparing myself. If Dad hadn't come to
get me, I'd still be sitting there, nervous.

"You seem really nervous today."

"Really? Yeah... It's strange to be this excited just to see Mom."

"She won't bite you."

Dad laughs and gently pushes me forward. As I step into the house, Mom,
who's casually watching TV on the sofa, turns to look at me. She freezes for
a moment before quickly composing herself and nodding.

"What brings you here?"

"I miss you, Mom."

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I get straight to the point, and that makes the atmosphere between us so
quiet that we can hear each other's breathing. Dad steps aside to give us
some privacy. I sit on a nearby sofa and ask about her well-being.

"How have you been, Mom?"

"Still alive."

"...."

"...."

We fall silent again after Mom's sarcastic reply. I'm not good at talking or
making amends. When Yu gets a bit upset, I usually change the subject or
put my hand on her head to calm her down. I've never been angry with
Mom because I've always been an obedient child. Now, faced with this, I
don't know what to do, so I stay silent, unsure of what she wants from me.

"You look skinnier."

"Huh?"

"Frung... You look skinnier. That Pixie girl isn't feeding you? I remember
she said she could do everything when she applied for the job."

"I eat well, but maybe I've been working too hard."

"I heard your business is facing many obstacles."

"Yes."

"It's not as easy as taking over what your parents built, is it?"

Mom leans back and gets more comfortable.

"You had it good but chose to make things difficult for yourself. If you'd
listened from the start, you wouldn't be this tired."

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"But it's fun, starting from scratch. Even if it's not from zero, it's a whole
new beginning."

As I say this, I take out a set of jewelry from my bag and place it on the
table, not to show off but to let Mom see.

"I brought this for you, Mom. I wanted to give you this first collection."

Mom glances at it but doesn't seem interested.

"It's not really my style."

"If you don't wear it, just keep it."

"Mm."

Mom's indifferent response makes me feel disheartened. I've hoped to see

some pride in me in her eyes like Dad always shows, but there's nothing.

"Then I'll go. I won't bother you anymore."

"Mm."

I get up to leave, and just then, Dad comes in with a servant bringing
snacks, hoping I'll stay a bit longer. But suddenly, I feel angry at Mom for
being so indifferent. I turn to her, fists clenched, and speak with a pained
voice.

"Why do you hurt me like this, Mom?"

"What?"

Mom looks confused and sits up straight. Even Dad reaches out to touch my
shoulder, but that only makes me more emotional, comparing his concern to
Mom's indifference.

"I came to show you that I'm doing well despite the hardships. But not only
do you not care, you act like what I'm doing is meaningless."

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"Why are you raising your voice at me? Did you come here just to pick a
fight?"

"Because you're acting like what I'm doing is pointless."

"Because it is pointless! You have money waiting for you, but you choose
to struggle outside for some silly love. How much can you make from
selling one set? If that's not pointless, what is?!"

"You're belittling my efforts. All my life, I've wanted to make you proud.
I've done everything you've asked me to. But when I want to choose my
own path, the love that will stay with me forever, the work I've built myself,
you don't care. Can't you support me just once? Can't you see the good in
what I'm doing?!"

"If you came here to argue, then leave."

"I came because I wanted your support, Mom! Can't you give me that? I'm
tired. I miss you. I just wanted to see you, that's all."

"Frung."

Dad hugs me and rubs my back.

"Let's go get some fresh air."

"Wow."

"My good girl."

It seems like all my pent-up emotions have finally burst out. Everything
feels lighter now, and I even laugh a bit while sitting outside with Dad,
calming down.

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"I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean for it to turn out like this. I just wanted to
show her my first work, but it turned into a fight."

"It's okay, I understand. Your mom is stubborn, too. Who wouldn't be upset?
Look at you, crying until your eyes are swollen. Don't you have an
appointment with Yu today?"

"Yes, I'll put on some makeup, and it should be fine. I should go now."

"Don't worry about your mom. I can tell you she misses you more than
anything in the world. She's just too proud to show it."

"Thank you for being in my life, Dad."

"Thank you for being my daughter, my little puppy."

I carry the weight in my chest to the meeting with Yu without telling her
anything. I put on a smile when I meet Intuorn and Ms. Gainlong to discuss
the details. Yu, who meets me at the office entrance, looks at me knowingly

"Ms. Frung, have you been crying?"

"No, what makes you say that?"

She doesn't press further when she sees me brushing it off.

"Sorry for being late. Is everyone here?"

"Ms. Frung, you're right on time... Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

"No."

"Where did you go before this?"

"Just some errands."

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"What kind of errands?"

"Do you need to know everything about me?"

I laugh it off.

"I went to see my mom to show her our first product."

I don't say anything more, and neither does Yu. We both enter the company
right on time and discuss the project details. Honestly, I didn't need to be
here because Yu can handle most of the jewelry work alone. It's about
design and creativity. I look at her sweet face and feel a strange sadness. It's
like she doesn't really need me.

She can handle everything on her own just fine.

Here, I feel like just a supporting character, here to give moral support and
watch the three of them discuss the project. Since we can't sell our products
in our own store, we rely on Intuorn's brand to display them.

The first product will be showcased at a fashion show in three months. The
scale of the project keeps getting bigger, and it scares me. From a jewelry
store targeting the middle class to the wealthy, now it's going even further.

Intuorn thinks we can export and create a subsidiary brand, and everyone
agrees, discussing it enthusiastically.

"It's nice to work with you, Ms. Gainlong," says Yu.

"Once the design is ready, send it to my email. I'll send mine to you as well,
so everything aligns-bags, scarves, and jewelry."

"Got it."

"We'll definitely be rich."

Intuorn laughs and winks.

"It's amazing how we're all on the same page about exporting."

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"Actually, I thought about it but didn't say anything, fearing it might seem
too far-fetched. But since both Ms. Gainlong and Ms. Intuorn brought it up,
it turns out we all agree. Right, Ms. Frung?"

"Hm?... Yeah,"

I respond along her line, having been the listener all along. I force a smile at
everyone.

"Please excuse me. I need to step out for a bit to take care of something."

I pretend to receive a phone call and quickly excuse myself, even though no
one is actually calling. The feeling of being useless, having no role, makes
me feel worthless.

I always thought I was smart, progressive, and good at managing people

because my mom used to assign me tasks. But now that I'm out from under
her wing, I realize I know nothing and can't do anything on my own.

The more I think about it, the more it hurts...

"Ms. Frung, who are you talking to?"

"Oh, when did you get here?"

I smile weakly at the petite figure and shrug.

"I just hung up. Are you done with your meeting?"

"We finished in the conference room. And I've been watching you all day.
What's going on? Why do you seem so off and unusually down?"

"I'm fine."

"But you barely said anything today."

"There's nothing for me to say. It was mainly about you and Ms Gainlong. I
didn't have to do anything. There's nothing for me to do. Honestly, I don't
even know why I'm here today. You alone could've handled this."

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"What's really going on? I don't like seeing you like this."

"Like what?"

"Without confidence. The Ms. Frung I know is much more capable."

Her words, meant to be playful and make me laugh, instead hit a sore spot,
making me stand up straight, every muscle tensing in pain. Today, my mom
has already shattered my confidence, and now I have to face this. I respond
to Yu's teasing with a serious glare and speak out in frustration.

"Yes, I used to be more capable, but now I'm useless."

"What's wrong?"

She tries to reach out and touch my arm, but I swat her hand away. That's
something I've never done before.

"I used to think I was more capable. I could handle everything because I'm
well-educated, good at reading people, and manage them well. But today, I
just sat like a fool in the meeting, watching everyone else have a lively
discussion while I couldn't do anything. You're even about to export your
products to Singapore."

"It's not just mine. It's ours!"

"How can it be ours when I didn't do anything? There's nothing for me to

do!"

Tears stream down my face as I think about how I haven't been able to help
her at all. It's always been her pulling me forward, guiding me on what to
do next, even though it should be my job to do that because I have more
experience.

"I feel like a burden. The revenue from the products you sell should be all
yours, not shared with me. I should've listened to Mom from the start.
Without my parents' support, I can't do anything."

"Shut up!"

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"What?"

"I'm tired. Why do you have to act like you have a problem?"

"Because I'm the problem. If you didn't have me, it'd be easier. If you didn't
have me, you could marry a good man and not have to run away and
struggle like this."

"...."

"We should have never met!"

Pap.

The slap, which is more like a gentle touch on my face, ends my frenzy.
Even though she didn't use much force, it feels like her heart is shattered
beyond repair.

"Pixie..."

I reach out as if trying to grasp something, but she steps back, shaking her
head slightly.

"I can't take it anymore. I'm tired."

"I'm sorry."

"My goal has always been you. Nothing has ever changed that. But why are
you always ready to leave me, like a fragile glass that needs constant care
and could break at any moment? I can't protect it anymore. This kind of
relationship scares me. I'm afraid... that one day... the love I have for you..."

"...."

"Might turn into hatred."

"Why did you say that? Are you going to hate me?"

I'm more shocked by this than by the fight with my mom.

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"No, please. I'm sorry... I was just a bit sensitive."

"I want you to be strong and determined and to move forward together. If
you can't do that, maybe..."

"...."

"Maybe it's better if we don't see each other."

Because of my fragility, things have escalated to this point. Now, even my

only support, Yu, won't let me hold on to her anymore. I'm standing in front
of my house, looking inside at the lights, imagining what my mom is doing.
Maybe she's watching TV or reading a book. No one would think that the
daughter who was yelling this morning is now standing here.

I want to hug her, but she doesn't love me anymore.

I stand there crying, clinging to the iron gate like a lost child. As I sob, I
hear someone shouting from the front of the house.

"Frung... what's wrong, dear?!"

My mom's voice startles me, and I prepare to run away. I don't want her to
see me defeated and back here. But her sharp command stops me.

"Stay right there!"

Mom is still the same Mom. If she orders, my body stops, even if I want to
resist. I don't dare to look back, I just stand there wiping my tears with my
arm. I hear the gate open and her footsteps approaching from behind. She
takes a deep breath before speaking in her usual tone.

"Are you staying here tonight?"

"Can I?"

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"Of course. This is your home, too."

"...."

"And I'm your mom... the one who's always proud of you."

I turn to her and immediately throw myself into her arms, crying
uncontrollably.

"Mom, please hug me. I can't take it anymore."

"From now on, I'll help you, even if you choose your own path."

It seems I really have to come back home.

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 👣 37.Capitalism 👣
Even though tonight I'm staying over as my mom suggested, my mind is
still preoccupied with someone else I just had a fight with. It feels like when
we argue, I'm the one who has somewhere to go, and it seems too cruel to
Yu to do that. Honestly, I want to call her, but I don't know if she's ready to
talk to me yet. I hurt her badly. I'm afraid Yu will really hate me, as she
said.

"Frung."

It's not just my mom now, even my dad is standing at the bedroom door.
Both of them look at me with concern, but they show it differently. Dad is
much gentler because he's always understood me, while Mom looks stern,
not as harsh as she used to be, maybe because her opposition has softened
over time.

"Aren't you two going to bed yet?"

"It's bothering us, and I just had a serious talk with your dad about what
happened. Why did our strong and capable daughter go out and come back
crying... I'm not being sarcastic. I'm just trying to be descriptive."

Dad glances at Mom with a warning look, making her quickly explain
herself. Even though she says she was trying to be descriptive, I still think
she wants to say something to hurt me a bit, like someone who loves to win
and say, 'I told you so' later.

"So, how was it?"

I ask Mom with a smile and invite them into the bedroom. Mom chooses to
sit on the mattress while Dad stands leaning against the door.

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"I heard you were bullied by someone from that house?"

"Well... would you call it bullying?"

I smile nonchalantly.

"The products we're selling are similar to theirs, so they had to block us. It's
just capitalist market stuff."

"Your dad said they don't like you dating their daughter."

For mom to say something like this, she must've thought it through a lot. I
nod and sit down next to her.

"Yes."

"And do they think we like their daughter that much? Hmph, they just sell
jewelry. There's nothing interesting about that M.F. diamond shop."

"Dear! A lady doesn't talk like that."

"Not calling them 'motherfu- already good enough. Aren't ladies human?
Besides, just having money doesn't make you a lady. Don't be pretentious.
You married a middle-class vendor; what's the point of being prim and
proper?"

Mom says irritably and shakes her head.

"So, they bullied you, and you just accepted it? Normally, you'd have a
solution for everything."

"Well, I didn't have a heart to do anything. I came to you for support, and
you didn't care."

"I care now, don't I? Even though I don't agree with everything, doing that
to you is like they're bullying us, too. Do they think they're the only ones
who can do this? Do you think selling diamonds and gems is so great? Just
wait and see what I can do."

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"What are you going to do?"

"The same thing they did to our daughter. And you, stop being so down...
Honestly, I prefer it when you're rebellious rather than gloomy like this. At
least it gets my blood pumping with anger. If you're my daughter, fight
back."

I smile at Mom and scratch my face awkwardly. I know Mom is a fighter,

but her taking my side like this is something I'm not used to..

"I want to fight, but today, I'm just not ready."

"Just because you fought with Pixie, you're backing down? If it's that
complicated, just break up. There are plenty of women in the world. How
about Emma Watphrakaew?"

"Watson. And why are you encouraging your daughter to like other
women...? Aren't you against me liking women?"

"I try to see those people as men."

Mom gets up, ruffles my hair lightly, and walks to the door without looking
back.

"Let's just say I'll show you that they're not the only ones who can do this."

I don't understand what mom means because even if I ask, she probably
won't tell. Dad just smiles as he watches her leave and then looks at me
with affection.

"Problems can be solved one step at a time. Now that you've solved the
issue with your mom, try to figure out what you want to tackle next. You
can do it, Frung."

"Yes."

Dad leaves, closing the door behind him, leaving me with his words to
ponder. This morning, everything felt overwhelming because I got

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discouraged and took my frustration out on Yu, who didn't deserve it. She
did her best, but I couldn't handle my own problems.

After thinking for a while, I decide to call her after hesitating for a long
time. As expected, she doesn't answer and even hangs up on me. It hurts a
bit, but I think I need to try a little harder.

Beep....

She hangs up for the second time...

I just stare at the phone and then lie down, looking at the ceiling. Maybe it's
better not to push too much right now. Better give her some time. Once
she's no longer angry, she might call ba...

"Oh."

I'm still worried when I suddenly jump to answer the phone. Yu, who I
thought was too angry to talk, calls back. As soon as I answer, she's silent.

"Hello... Yu, can you hear me?"

[I can!]

Then she hangs up again, leaving me confused. After thinking it over, I

decide to call again. This time she answers but doesn't say anything, so I
have to ask again.

"Hello... Pixie, can you hear me? Is your phone broken? Why did it keep
getting cut off? Now, it happens again."

[It's not broken. I can hear everything!]

"Oh, then why did the call get cut off? Pixie, didn't you call?"

[Yes! And I hung up.]

"Oh, so I shouldn't call now, right? Am I bothering you too much?"

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I don't know if this is the right time to make up. I can't read the mood on the
other end well. It's full of worry, confusion, and fear that she'll be annoyed
and hate me with every word I say.

[Is this considered bothering?]

"Well, I called you twice and got hung up on both times. And you said you
were the one who hung up. If you aren't ready to talk, then I

[Why?]

"Huh?"

[Why can't you try harder to make up with me? Just because I hung up,
don't you think about trying harder?)

"But you hung up twice. If you're polite, you should know the other person
doesn't want to talk."

[But that 'other person' is me, not someone else. I'm your wife(*)]

"Oh."

I bite my finger as the person on the other end speaks bluntly. We usually
use the term 'girlfriend. We never had a clear role each time we made love.
This leaves me speechless.

[I want you to try harder. If I hang up, you should keep trying until I get
annoyed and agree to talk to you, Don't bring up any 'polite' nonsense. Is it
so hard to be a couple like others? I hate you!]

Then, the person who's yelling hangs up again. I'm left with my mouth
open, unable to adjust my mood, so I just walk around thinking about what
to do next. Yu calls again.

[The word 'hate' is just sarcasm. I don't really hate you... I hate you!]

Then she hangs up again as if to clarify because she's afraid someone as

clueless as me will misunderstand. I used to be clueless, but after this, I

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understand that the other person just wants attention and to be made up to. I
laugh like a crazy person after being yelled at and decide to grab my bag
and head out. But I run into Mom in the living room first.

"Where are you going?... Well, never mind."

"Okay."

"And how are you going?"

"I'll call a taxi."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Mom walks to the coffee table, grabs the car keys from the basket, and
tosses them to me, sitting cross-legged coolly.

"Rich people drive cars, and our family is rich. The supercar isn't just for
show."

"But it's your car."

"I'm giving it back to you. It's yours."

"Mom..."

"Yeah, we made up. I can't stand seeing you take taxis everywhere. Rich
kids shouldn't struggle, and our family is rich. Remember that."

I never cared how beautiful the car I drove was. I never even noticed that it
was a car people turned to look at because I wasn't attached to material
things. But today, I saw the reactions of people around when I parked at the
apartment where Yu rented a room. Most people here are middle-class,
working to save money to buy a room or house and pay it off.

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Having someone drive a nearly ten-million-baht supercar and park under
the building is something interesting. This is what they mean when they say
a car is like a credit card. Even though it's just an outer shell, it makes
people curious about who the driver is. First impressions are important, and
this car is a great help.

Now I'm in the elevator, back at the apartment, standing in front of the door,
ready to knock to see how the person inside will react. She's angry at me,
and I need to make up because I'm really at fault.

"Pixie, can you open the door for me?"

Actually, I have a key to the room, but I choose not to use it because I want
the person inside to open the door herself. Even though I can't hear what's
going on inside, the shadow under the door shows me that Yu is standing on
the other side. She remains silent, sulking but not completely ignoring me.

"Can we talk like adults, Pixie? The more you sulk, the harder it is for me to
make it up to you."

" ...."

"But if you're not ready to talk, I'll back off for now. I'll give you some
space to think."

I make a show of stomping my feet loudly, then gradually quiet down as if

I'm really walking away. About three seconds later, the door swings open
quickly, and she yells out.

"What's this? That's all you're going to do to make up? Oh, Ms. Frung, you
didn't leave."

"Of course not."

"Liar!"

Yu tries to slam the door in my face, but I wedge my foot in and push my
way inside. The sweet-faced girl, seeing that she can't block me or isn't
serious about blocking me, steps aside without looking at me.

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"Pixie."

After closing the door, I immediately hug her. She resists a little, scratching
my arm like a small cat trying to show its claws to see if its owner will give
in.

"Don't touch me. Today, you made me hat... I mean, angry,"

She corrects herself to soften the blow, making me smile.

"How could you just leave when I was so worried and anxious? Are you a
child who runs away to sulk after a fight?"

"I went back home."

"Home?!"

She exclaims, even more furious.

"What do you mean, Ms. Frung? You made up with your mom now?"

"Well... yeah, I cried at the door, and Mom felt sorry for me, so she let me
in to talk."

"So, because you had somewhere to go, you could just leave me. That's
right. You have a place to go, so you don't need to come back here
anymore."

"It's because I had nowhere else to go that I went back home."

"Isn't this place your home, Ms. Frung?"

"But you said you hated me."

"Well, you...,"

She starts, tears welling up in her eyes. She pushes me away, not wanting to
talk anymore because the more we talk, the angrier she gets.

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"If you think I hate you, then just go. Don't come back."

"Because I don't believe you really hate me, I came back to make up with
you. Please don't be angry with me anymore,"

I say.

I grab her arm as she tries to walk away and pull her close until our bodies
are pressed together. I lean in to kiss her, but she turns her face away.

"Don't touch me."

Yu pushes me away again, but I hold my ground and pull her closer,
speaking in a stern voice.

"Stay still," I command.

"How dare you talk to me like that? You're the one at fault today.

"Because I don't want to guess anymore. I just want to make things right."

I kiss her left cheek lightly, and she looks at me in shock because I've never
approached her like this before.

"This isn't a drama where you make up with a kiss, and everything's fine...
Hey!"

I kiss her right cheek and step closer, making her back up until she hits the
door with a thud.

"Get out."

"Be quiet for once! Jump up," I order.

"Quickly!"

I lift her by the waist and command her like I used to when I was her boss.
It seems to work she becomes a small, obedient child, jumping up and

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clinging to me like a little monkey. I lean her against the door to support her
weight.

"I'm sorry," I say.

"Pixie, I'm sorry,"

I repeat, kissing her chin lightly and then moving to her neck. She resists a
little but soon tilts her head to give me better access.

"Today, I was so scared that I wouldn't matter to you anymore."

"Why would you think that?"

She asks, now listening and kissing me back.

"How could you not be important to me?"

"If I'm no longer useful to you, it makes me feel worthless, like you can't
rely on me anymore."

"If you can't be relied on, then rely on me instead."

"How can I mean anything to you then?" I ask.

"Just having you in the world,"

She says, cupping my face with her hands and sighing.

"That's already meaningful for me. Just love me, that's all I ask. Can't you
do that?"

"No,"

I say, lifting her and placing her on the floor as if I can't leave this spot
because of the intense emotions.

"I want to be more than that. I want to be your mind, your thoughts, your
arms and legs, your happiness..."

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I pull down Yu's pants, and she doesn't resist. I use my hand to move her
panties aside without taking them off because it'd take too long. I
immediately taste her, making her arch her back and shudder with pleasure.

"Geez... you could actually make me stop being mad at you."

I don't know how much time has passed, but now we're both completely
naked, and my muscles ache from lying on the hard floor for so long. We
didn't even think about moving because it was too much fun.

We were afraid that moving from one place to another would ruin the mood,
so we endured the pain. We fell asleep on the floor, and when we woke up,
it was morning. As I try to get up, she climbs on top of me to keep me from
going anywhere.

"Don't get up," she says.

"It's morning," I reply.

"I like being naked with you. Remember? Besides, we don't have an office
or a company. We're freelancers. Morning or late, it doesn't matter,"

She says, biting my chin playfully.

"Can we have another fight today?"

"Why?"

"This time, let's make up on the balcony. I've wanted to try it for a long
time. I wonder if anyone will know what we're doing if we make loud
noises."

"You crazy!"
I laugh and nuzzle her a bit.

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"Let's get up. I'm sore all over. Moving to the couch would be better."

"Alright, since you were a good girl last night, we can move... but can we
do it again on the couch? Let's do it just like last night. You were so wild. I
love being ordered around. Last night, you were so fierce and bossy. Just
thinking about it turns me on again. Chomp,"

She says, biting me.

We play around a bit more before finally getting up because Yu is still

concerned about my health and insists I eat breakfast. She never neglects
this, no matter how much she sulks. This morning is so good that we forget
all about our fight. As I'm about to take a bite of food, I notice Yu looking at
her phone with a worried expression.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like that?" I ask.

"My cousin sent me news. The mall management sent someone to talk to
my family about not renewing the lease for the jewelry store."

"Which mall? If this one doesn't want it, go to another. Your family is rich.
People will buy their stuff regardless of the location. Every mall would
want them to open a store there."

"The problem is... no mall is renewing the lease."

"What? All of them? Why? Oh, wait a minute, my mom's calling,"

I say, my tone cheerful as I answer the call.

"Hi, Mom. Calling so early... but it's not a bad thing. I haven't heard from
you in a while. I miss you,"

I say honestly. Mom laughs a little on the other end.

[Same here. I miss our chats about work.]

"So, what's up? Why are you calling this morning? Do you have work for
your daughter?" I ask.

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[I called to tell you that I've taken care of it.]

"Taken care of what?"

I can't remember what I talked to Mom about.

[I took care of the revenge. Now they'll know what it's like to fight against
the rich in a capitalist system... Let's see what happens next. Will those
malls choose that M.F. diamond shop or me?]

"What did you do, Mom?"

[Adjusting some investments.]

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Footnotes

1. In Thai, the words 'husband' and 'wife' can also be used to signify
one's role in sexual activities akin to the words 'top' and 'bottom.'

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 👣 38. Brave 👣
I've always known that our family is wealthy because we have a variety of
businesses. If you ask what my family does for a living, I wouldn't be able
to give a specific answer because my mom does so many things-from
exporting seafood and fruits to occasionally investing in real estate. Even
my app company is a subsidiary under my mom's leadership. So, it's fair to
say that my mom is very influential in the business world.

And one of the businesses where my mom holds nearly ten percent of the
shares is the department stores...

I once asked why she invests in so many things. She just shrugged and
answered like a true investor,

"I want to be influential in every industry."

It was a simple answer, but I didn't understand why until today, the day I
came to see her at home to ask about what she did. How could she prevent
Yu's family's jewelry store from renewing their contract with the department
stores?

"As I said, I adjusted some investments. Even though we're not in the top 10
richest, we have an impact on every industry-like dominos."

Mom touches a domino she's lined up and pushes it to make it fall.

"Did you set this up while waiting for me?"

"I wanted to look cool. I knew you'd come to ask, so I had to play big to
impress."

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Honestly, I think Mom has changed quite a bit. She seems more playful and
happier than before. I remember her being more serious, even strict. But
today, she's joking around with me as if she doesn't want the atmosphere to
be too tense.

"How did you do it, Mom?"

"As someone who holds a significant amount of shares, I have the right to
talk to the chairman. I mentioned the issues I was unhappy with and gave
him an ultimatum to choose between me and that M.F. diamond shop."

"What does 'M.F.' mean, Mom? I've been wondering since you mentioned
it."

"It's motherfu... You really didn't know, or are you just playing dumb?"

"I just realized when you said that, Mom. How did you come up with that?"

I place my hand on my chest with genuine surprise because I'm naturally

not someone who uses crude language. I don't have a knack for such jokes
as teenagers do.

"I thought they were associated with the MF Brands or something. But they
pressured a top client like that just because you gave them the ultimatum?
Yu's family's connections aren't ordinary either."

"Well, I have stakes in many businesses. I told them I'd withdraw my shares
and stop supplying certain products to the store. Some shops rely on
materials from me. If I don't supply, they can hardly do anything. That's the
power of someone who covers a lot of ground."

"You're scary, Mom... Good thing you didn't plan to target me from the
start, like pressuring our friends not to support our first product batch."

"She wouldn't be satisfied with just that,"

Dad, who's been listening patiently, interjects.

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"Your mom planned to pressure the store, too, but that family beat her to it.
Now, the villain couldn't stand being outdone and turned into the heroine."

"Hey!"

Mom clicks her tongue and shrugs in acceptance.

"I intended to, but seeing my daughter crying a river in front of the house
because she was bullied, I couldn't stand it. I'm the only one who can bully
my child. No one else has the right."

"What kind of mother are you?"

Dad shakes his head and sighs.

"Well, I'm a good person now. They cornered our child first, so we cornered
them back. I haven't even thought about selling my shares to escalate
things. Initially, I planned to withdraw shares here and there for anyone
who's a regular customer of that jewelry store. Without customers,
diamonds are just stones. Haha, screw that M.F. diamond shop!"

"Cover your ears, Frung,"

Dad reaches out to cover my ears protectively.

"Geez. I don't know how many times she's said that today."

"I'll say it again and again and again and again. No one can stop me. I'm so
thrilled, thinking of ways to make that family so desperate they have to stop
selling jewelry and scavenge food from trashcans. I love it! Capitalism
gives me power without having to play politics. Wa ha ha ha ha!"

Mom's laughter echoes joyfully, and it makes me realize that she just enjoys
using her power like that.

"Mom,"

I rush to hug her, startling her into silence.

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"What? Suddenly hugging me, it's ticklish."

"Can you not do that to her family? I like that family."

"How can you like them after what they did to you?"

"Actually, Yu and I have found a way out. Please don't do that to them."

"I've only been enjoying myself for three hours. No way, I'm not satisfied
yet. Don't stop me. I need something to distract me from remembering
you're dating Pixie."

"Come on, don't do this. Let her solve her own problems."

"What's with you? When our daughter was in trouble, you asked me to help.
Now that I'm helping, you say let her solve it herself. If you can't make up
your mind, go talk to the mirror. I won't stop anything. My heart is racing
like an EDM beat. My dopamine is surging. Don't even think of stopping
me."

"Please... don't do anything to my family."

The sweet-faced girl who's been hiding speaks up, interrupting Mom's rant.
Mom stops and looks at Pixie with a frown, like a tiger spotting prey.

"Chat, is this real? How dare you step your foot in this house."

"Chat, is this real?'? You've amazed me in many ways today,"

Dad retracts his neck, looking at Mom with a cringe.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but..."

"You're saying I'm loud, huh? Hmph! Pixie, you're brave to come here and
insult me."

"She hasn't said anything to you. You're the one doing that to her."

"Why do you always side with this girl?"

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"Because she's cute."

"I'm cuter!"

Then, everything falls silent. I look at Mom in amazement that she even
wants to win in this. Yu strides over and kneels in front of Mom, raising her
hands like a student being punished.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I want to apologize for everything that happened. I know I'm the cause of
it all. Today, I came to show my sincerity. Madam, you can scold or hit me;
I'll accept everything. Just don't take it out on my family."

The word 'Madam' is what Yu used to call Mom when she first applied to be
a maid. I look at my girlfriend and rush to help her stand, but the small girl
shakes her head.

"No, I won't get up."

"Pixie, don't do this. My mom isn't someone who'll soften just because
someone kneels in front of her,"

I explain Mom's nature in a whisper. Yu pulls away from me and blinks

thoughtfully.

"If kneeling doesn't work, then I'll do something else."

She says only that and quickly crawls to hug Mom's leg tightly. Dad and I
are left with our mouths agape while Mom looks more shocked than
anyone.

"Why are you hugging my leg? Let go."

"No, I'll stick to you like a tick until you give in."

"Don't use this tactic. If kneeling worked for everything, then everyone who
prayed at temples would be rich like Bill Gates. Get off me, girl."

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Mom tries to shake Yu off, but she's too persistent. Mom ends up standing,
panting because she's too old to move around.

"Let go!"

"What do I have to do for you not to do anything to my family?"

"When your father did it, did anyone beg him like this? No."

"That's because I and Ms. Frung have found another way to solve it."

"Fine, I admit I got involved out of pure satisfaction. Just think of it that
way. I said let go! Ugh!"

Mom sits down on the floor. Yu still clings to her leg even though they're
now on the same level.

"You're very determined. Okay, I'll give you a choice."

"Tell me, I'll do anything."

"Anything?"

"Yes."

"If you break up with Frung, I'll do everything you want."

"No."

"What! You said anything."

Mom shrieks. Yu lowers her head to the floor and shakes it.

"Except for this, I can't do it."

"If you can't, then nothing changes. Now it's a test of whether you love your
family or Frung more. Oh... I was the heroine, and now I'm the villain
again. Hey... why are you just standing there? Pull this girl away. Frung,
too... don't you pity your girlfriend's behavior? She's about to hump me."

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Because I know that even if we try to separate them, Yu will persist in
another way. The scene of the two of them makes me sigh. It's like two
stubborn people arguing.

"I can't do anything, Mom. She's...just like you."

"Oh, I'm much better than her. Get this girl off me!"

Everything seems so chaotic, and Dad and I don't know what to do. In the
end, we just sit and watch. Mom is too tired to push Yu away, and Yu is too
determined to let go. The sweet-faced girl now looks like a koala clinging to
a eucalyptus tree. It's a cute sight that makes me smile.

"What are you smiling at?" Mom bares her teeth at me and sighs.

"How long are you going to cling to me like this?"

"Until you die."

"Are you really trying to beg me? Get off me, now!"

They tussle again, but as usual, nothing happens. Mom finally speaks in a
soft voice, as if trying to make peace, hoping Yu will let go.

"At least let me go to the bathroom."

"Well, I'm not stopping you," Yu says.

"You aren't, but you can't cling to my leg the whole time I take my pants
off."

"Then, you should just give in."

"Then, you should break up with my daughter. If you love your family so
much and are afraid it'll fall apart, you should sacrifice your personal
happiness for the greater good. Break up with Frung and go your separate
ways. You can't have it all."

"Mom,"

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I sigh as she insists. Even if Yu agrees, I won't. Mom is just saying it to win
because she knows Yu is as stubborn as a mule.

"I think you should do what Yu asks. Even if they pressure us, we've found
a way out. We're planning to design a new collection for the mall owner's
daughter and plan to export to Singapore. You don't need to worry..."

"Then why were you crying a river in front of the house!"

I shut my mouth quickly when she snaps at me. Yu looks at me, feeling
guilty.

"Sorry, Ms. Frung."

"You made my daughter cry. The only person who has the right to hurt her
feelings is me. Remember that!"

Mom turns her head forty- five degrees to show her sarcasm.

"Talking too much makes me hungry."

"How about I cook for you!?"

Yu raises her hand cheerfully, trying to please, but Mom pouts, not
interested at all.

"No need. Your food won't soften my heart."

"Try it first, Madam. You might change your mind."

Mom pauses to think for a moment and then nods. Yu lets go of Mom's leg
and stretches a bit because she's tired. Mom slowly stands up and takes the
opportunity to run upstairs quickly while the small girl is distracted.

"You fool!"

Mom is still Mom. Seeing that she's free from the clutches, she quickly
turns to mock, but she forgets that she's still old. As soon as Mom turns to

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mock her, Yu, who's been chasing her from the start, grabs her and smiles
with her eyes closed.

"You're so cunning, Madam. Let's order something then."

"What... are you crazy?"

"I'll stick to you till the end of the world."

"No... Noooooo!!!"

Yu pesters my mom all day until nightfall. It seems more like they're
playing than actually being mad at each other. I can't help but smile when I
see the two people I love both fall asleep on the sofa. At first, I reach out to
wake the sweet-faced girl to either go home or sleep on the bed, not
clinging to Mom like that. But Mom, who I thought was asleep, makes a
shushing gesture to stop me from moving.

"I thought you were asleep, Mom."

"I was just closing my eyes. This girl has been a nuisance all day. Look,
even asleep, she's still gripping my shirt tightly. I've never met someone so
determined... She doesn't want me to ruin her family but also won't break up
with you. Today, she's been acting sweet, hoping to get some affection.
Hmph!"

Mom laughs and bares her teeth, making a mock fist, but then folds her
arms back.

"And did it work?"

"It annoyed me. No wonder she managed to make you her girlfriend... Was
she the one who made the first move? Because someone like you wouldn't
do that. You're too clueless."

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I scratch my cheek, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Something like that. But she wasn't exactly the only one who made a
move. I have feelings for her, too."

"Ew, spare me the details. I'm going to throw up... How long do I have to
sleep on this sofa?"

"Until she gets what she asked for, I guess."

"People can't get everything they want."

"Mom... can't you do it for me? Please."

"I haven't done anything. This is the typical competitor blocking strategy."

"We all know you're doing it to get back at them for me."

her to break up with you, but she won't. But for me to suddenly make
⚫
"That's true, but they started it... This is going around in circles. I told

everything normal wouldn't feel right. I'm a businesswoman. If I lose

something, I have to gain something first."

"And what do you want, Mom?"

I look at her, genuinely curious. The older woman looks at Yu and shrugs.

"I want that family to apologize to you in front of me."

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿

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 👣39.I'll Make You Interested👣
I can sense that my mother has softened a bit, but she still wouldn't just
drop it. So, proposing that the other party apologize to me is more of an
excuse to find a way out. Little does she know, this is a very tough
challenge. Yu's father wouldn't even speak to me when I called. He hung up
on me as if to say, 'Don't waste your time. Since calling didn't work, the
only way is to meet face-to-face.

The large gate stands tall in front of the house and before me. It feels like a
test to see if I have the courage I claim to have. The last time I stayed here, I
became the beloved child of the house. But after the truth came out, I
became the enemy who stole the family's princess. If I go inside and get
shot, I won't be surprised.

"Don't go in. If my dad splashes water at you, I won't be able to stand it.
And if I burn the house down for revenge, I'll be seen as a terrible child."

The girl, who stopped clinging to Mom, followed me out of concern after
knowing what deal I got. Even though I didn't tell her, she could probably
guess it and ended up sticking to me instead of Mom.

"Pixie, you shouldn't have come."

"I have to. I know what my dad is like. Besides... I can't stand it if you cling
to my dad's legs like I did to your mom. The only one you can do that with
is me."

"You crazy."

Even though it's a scary situation, the small person can't help but joke,
trying to lighten the mood, which I have to admit makes me change my
worried mood to a mix of laughter and anger.

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"Let's go back home."

"No, I've made a decision since talking to Mom yesterday that I'd come to
talk to your dad. Even if I have to cling to his legs, I'll do it."

"But I can't stand it!"

"And when you clung to my mom's legs, did you think I could stand it?"

"You could because it looked cute when I did it, but when you do it, it'll
look pathetic, like a beggar. No way, I can't stand it."

"Why do I have to look like a beggar?"

"Well, you're tall, like a preta [*[1]],"

"Hey..."

I gape at my girlfriend's retort, but Yu doesn't care, pulling my arm to make

me back off. I have to reach out and press the doorbell so the people inside
can see who is at the gate through the CCTV, meaning we have no way to
escape now.

"Why are you looking for troubles?"

Yu says.

It seems the person inside saw through the camera who was ringing the bell.
The electric gate unlocks, signaling that we can enter, which I consider a
better welcome than I expected.

"Your dad opened the gate."

"It's the maid. Dad wouldn't waste time looking at the camera. And they
opened it because I'm the homeowner's daughter."

"Well, it's opened now, nonetheless."

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I step into the house I haven't visited in a while. Everything is still the same,
except for the chilling coldness that grips my heart. Standing outside is
nerve-wracking, but being inside makes my heart almost stop.

"We can still back out."

"Stop discouraging me. If you're scared, go back first."

"On the contrary, I've never been afraid of my own family. I'm ready to
fight."

Before she can finish speaking, her dad appears at the front of the house,
making us both freeze in our tracks. His unfriendly gaze makes me stand
stiffly, not knowing what to do. Yu steps in between me and her dad, raising
her head like a programmed arguing machine.

"Why are you here?"

Yu's dad asks.

"To buy eggs? I don't know. You tell me."

"If you're here to troll me, leave, both of you."

"Then, goodbye."

Yu takes her leave and then pulls me back. I resist and sigh.

"Yu, go back first."

Whenever I'm serious, 'Pixie' becomes 'Yu' immediately, signaling that she
must listen to what I say.

"I'm not going back. Hmph."

"Today, I want to talk to you, Dad."

"Who's your dad? I have nothing to talk to you. Since you came into our
lives, my life and family have never been the same. My daughter ran off,

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and my business is in trouble and might collapse because of you."

"Before blaming anyone, you should blame yourself first, Dad. You coerced
our partners to cut us off."

"Us? I'm your father!"

"I'm your daughter, yet you still did it. You intended to leave us with no
way out, so Ms. Frung's family retaliated, making you feel at the dead end
just like us."

"Yu, how can you side with others over your own family?"

"Others care about their daughter enough to step in and help. What have
you done besides despising us?"

"Enough, Yu."

"No, Ms. Frung, I can't stand it."

"I said stop and go back!"

My serious tone makes Yu fall silent. The atmosphere is tense. I point to the
door, signaling the girl who likes to ruin the mood to leave her own house.
Yu's eyes well up with tears of hurt.

"You also prioritize others more than me."

"The 'others' you talked about is your dad."

My voice softens but remains firm.

"Go back. I'll solve this problem. This is my responsibility."

"Hope you fail. Bleh!"

"...."

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The stubborn person stomps off, leaving the house. Yu's dad, who has
watched the whole scene, looks at me and scoffs before going inside
without looking back, shouting to the maid.

"Close the door. Don't let anyone into the house!"

The door closes, seemingly to prevent me from entering. I can only look
and sadly touch the lacquered door. On the bright side, they still let me into
the yard, even if not the house. I don't believe someone as kind as Yu's dad
would leave me outside alone. He must've softened up somehow.

After all, we used to love each other. You had me, I had you... Midnight
Flight.

Sorry. Sorry. I was joking.

Because they refused to let me in, I had to stand idly in front of the house.
Each minute passed boringly. The only thing to relieve stress was my
phone. But after playing for a three days while, I felt tired. The battery,
which was full at first, gradually drained until only one bar was left, forcing
me to switch to battery-saving mode.

Looking up from my phone, I notice the sky changing colors. I've been
standing here since noon, and now it's almost dusk. The people inside
remain stubborn.

I'm thirsty, and I need to use the bathroom...

Strangely, even though I didn't drink much water, I still needed to go to the
bathroom. Having stayed here before, I know where the maid's quarters are.
When I peek in, I see everyone enjoying their dinner, chatting away. The
chatter stops when I appear.

"Um... can I use the bathroom?"

Everyone looks at each other, unsure how to handle me. It seems the
homeowner has instructed them to treat me like I'm invisible. They quickly
grab their plates and scatter, not wanting to face me.

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Sigh...

I guess I'm no longer liked here. Before, everyone smiled at me, but now I
make them run away as if they see a cockroach.

"The bathroom

IS

in the back...

I'm not talking to you. I'm just reciting a poem."

The head maid, who I think was also Yu's nanny, says without looking at
me. After that, she disappears. I look at her gratefully, almost in tears, and
quickly go to relieve myself.

The first problem was solved. Next is... water.

If I ask them again, it might make everyone uncomfortable. I'm not in a

position to ask for anything, so I quickly leave the maid's quarters before
the homeowner sees me. My throat is parched, like I'm walking in the
Sahara Desert. Then, I notice the swimming pool that Yu has once shown
off to me.

The pool water should be clean, right?

I swallow hard, stepping closer, with desperation. I want to go buy water

outside but fear I won't be let back in. So, I have to do this pitiful thing.

As I crouch to scoop water, a stern voice startles me:

"What are you doing?"

"Dad."

"I'm not your dad."

I quickly let the water go, shaking my hand awkwardly.

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"The water looked clear, so I was just playing with it."

"Is that so? Is my house a place for you to have fun? You walk around the
house without any respect, especially for the owner, who doesn't like you at
all."

"Well..."

"I've said enough. You can leave now. If I were you, I wouldn't stay here
any longer. Do I have to chase you out like a dog?"

His harsh tone hits my fragile heart hard. I have to admit Yu is much better
at this than I am. I don't understand how she can endure my mother's words.
Just hearing this much makes my eyes well up with tears. I stare at the
elderly man, my lips trembling from the sadness until I start to sob.

"What? Are you crying?"

The person in front of me is clearly shocked.

"Don't cry here. Go away. Get out."

"Waah... I'm not leaving. I'm staying here."

"How shameless."

"Ueee."

I sob, lifting my arm to wipe away my tears. The elderly man looks
bewildered, starting to feel guilty as if he can't stand seeing a woman cry.

"Don't cry here. Alright, alright, you're not that shameless. Just a little bit."

"Waaah."

"Alright, alright, alright, you're very demure, very mindful, very cutesy!"

"..."

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I stop crying for a moment and look at the person in front of me, who is
trying to find words to make me feel better, so I'll stop crying. Seeing that
I'm not sobbing anymore, he sighs in relief.

"What is wrong with you? You've been shameless all day. Just a few words,
and you act hurt. You can't compare to Yu. She could be cursed to death and
still be stubborn like a bull."

"Waah, but I'm not that strong. I did my best. I've never begged anyone like
this before."

"I wasn't asking you to do that. Now, you're crying again! Do you want
some ice cream?"

"What kind of person do you think I am? You look down on me. Waaah."

I cry louder, but this time, I'm faking it. I've figured out that Yu's father is
terrified of seeing women cry. He isn't as tough as he pretends to be. That's
why when he and Yu fight, no one apologizes. Yu is too strong-willed and
probably never cries in front of him, so this moment never happens.

"Huh, how does me offering you ice cream mean I look down on you?"

"I don't eat popsicles. They're too cheap."

"This is Haagen-Dazs. It's almost three hundred baht. Is this expensive

enough?"

"Okay, that's fine. Waaah."

"Why are you crying again?!"

"I'm thirsty."

"Then, just say that. No need to cry."

"I'm hungry, too. Waaah."

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.

"Then, eat something. Stop crying already!"

Because of my tears and persistence, I managed to get into this house.

The elderly man makes some simple food for me, watching closely for my
reaction to the taste. Honestly, it's very salty, but my hunger makes me try
to forget it and eat everything to regain my strength. I then grab a nearly full
glass of water and gulp it down.

Ah... much better. My thirst is quenched, and my stomach is full.

"I'll give you a chance to speak, seeing you cried so much, even though I
don't want to listen... You can say one sentence. Think carefully. If you can't
make me interested, it's your bad luck, and we're done. Ah... before you
open your mouth, think carefully."

I stare into his eyes and bite my lip. Fine... if I only have one sentence to
say, then I'll talk about this.

"What do you have to say? I'm listening."

"This dish is absolutely dogshit."

"What did you say!"

I stand up and prepare to walk away immediately, having used up my

chance. Yu's father, red with anger, can't stand it, so he walks to block my
path, trembling as he asks.

"I made food for you, and you say it's dogshi... I always thought you were a
polite person."

"Why aren't you saying anything!"

"Does that mean you're interested now?"

I give him a smug look.

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"W... What?"

"You said if I could make you interested, you'd talk to me. And I did it."

"Y... You crazy kid!"

I win...

🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿 .

Footnotes
1.^ Preta (เปรต) is also known as 'hungry ghost.' They are described as
being abnormally tall with tiny mouths, able to emit a high-pitched
sound.

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 👣40.No Backing Down👣
"Why do I have to go talk to your mother? If she wants to talk to me, she
should come here herself. Or just tell you, and you can pass it on. Why
make it so complicated!"

After Yu's dad finally agreed to listen, having lost to the challenge he set for
me, he immediately started ranting like a stubborn person. I want to sigh but
have to hold it in because I'm the one asking for a favor.

And yes... I didn't mention the real message my mom wanted to convey,
which was for him to 'apologize' to me.

"Actually, it'd be better if you talked to her yourself. Both of you are
executives and should understand each other. I don't want both sides to fight
over our issue and let it affect the businesses."

"It doesn't affect anything. Not renewing the contract with the mall is no big
deal. We can build a building and open our own store. We're rich enough."

He says, crossing his arms and refusing stubbornly. Yu's mom, who has
been eavesdropping, rushes in to join the conversation and starts persuading
Yu's dad to change his mind.

"Honey, since there's an opportunity, just go talk it out instead of spending

money to buy a building and advertise a new store, which mightn't get a
good location like in the mall. You don't have just one branch. Don't be so
proud. They've already made the first move."

"Made the first move..."

Yu's dad's tone softened as he felt he had the upper hand.

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"You mean they're backing down?"

"Of course, Frung is their daughter, and she's coming to talk to you. It's
clear they're reaching out first. All that's left is for you to respond and have
a proper conversation."

Yu's dad sits quietly for a moment, then nods in agreement.

"Alright... I'll talk to her."

I smile so widely that my eyes almost closed, making Yu's dad scoff at my
obvious delight.

"But I'm not going to them. If they want to talk, they have to come to me."

Alright... Now, it's just a matter of getting both sides to talk. It seems both
Yu's dad and my mom are ready to talk. I return home late at night. Yu, who
hasn't gone to bed yet, is sitting on the front steps swatting mosquitoes,
which makes me chuckle a bit.

Why does everything seem so reversed? I went to her house, and she
became another daughter of my family.

Seeing the main door open, I park the car. Yu stands up excitedly, but when
she sees me get out of the car, she pouts and stomps into the house,
reminding me that we had a fight today.

"Pixie, stop right there. If you go inside, I can't apologize to you."

"Why can't you apologize inside?"

"Mom will hear us. She doesn't like seeing me lose. If I'm going to
apologize, it's better outside."

"Fair enough. Apologize outside then. I'm listening."

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"I love you, Pixie!"

My direct words make her eyes widen in surprise. She wasn't prepared for a
love confession. I'm not sure if I've ever said something like this before, but
I'm sure I haven't said it often enough, or she wouldn't look so shocked.

"W....What?"

"I'm making up with you. Are you still mad at me?"

I ask, walking over and hugging her tightly as if I want to merge her into
my body. Yu struggles a bit, mumbling against my chest before giving in
and hugging me back, making me release her.

"That's cheating. How can I stay mad now?"

"I'm so tired today."

I rest my chin on her shoulder, trying to be affectionate.

"If I had to apologize to you for a long time, I'd die."

"Dealing with my dad was tough, right? How did it go? That stubborn old
man isn't like your subordinates at the company, right?"

"Not exactly." I laugh wearily.

"It went well. Your dad agreed to talk."

"Really? How did you do it?"

Yu pulls away in disbelief.

"My dad is the most stubborn person I've ever met. He once didn't talk to
me for three months in school after seeing me gag because dinner was bad."

"Because you don't know his weak spot."

"And you do?"

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"Something like that."

"Then why do you still look worried if he agreed to talk?"

"It's hard to get my mom to talk to your dad. She's not easily persuaded,
either. The issue is, Mom wants your dad to come and apologize for causing
trouble, but your dad wants my mom to come and talk to him."

"Now, that's hard. Both sides want the other to make the first move because
the one who does is the loser."

Yu interprets the situation.

"Didn't you tell my dad why your mom wants to talk?"

I did, but not everything."

I smile guiltily, feeling like a schemer. It's like a business negotiation where
you leave out some details, fearing the other side mightn't listen and run
away.

"I left out some points."

"And they were important points. No wonder he agreed so easily. What

now? Even if they meet, Dad won't apologize in front of everyone. Maybe
we should give up. If you don't want me to work with In, we can think of
something else. We have your mom's support now, which is huge."

Yu's resilience and tendency to make everything easy make me smile. Her
straightforwardness makes me feel like I'm overthinking.

"We've come this far. Let's try a bit more. I'll talk to Mom. Maybe she'll
agree to meet your dad."

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"Are you crazy? I have him wrapped around my finger. Why should I
go to him? Her dad should come to clear things up. Hmph, he's acting
like he's superior. He's about to have no store to sell his products in, yet
acting so arrogant!"

Just as I feared, she'll never back down and go to anyone first. Yu and I
exchange worried looks, wondering what to do next. Then, Yu speaks up
without any prior discussion.

"It's not that you're going to him first. We'll meet somewhere outside. My
dad is worried that meeting at this house would be uncomfortable. It'd be
better to meet outside for a proper discussion."

"And what's wrong with my house? Do you know how many millions it
cost to build? It was designed by a top architect. Look at the marble floor
imported from Italy and the lead-free paint. It was designed with a focus on
the convenience. Even the faucets are handmade. This house should be a
museum. Only blue-blooded people can live here. BoomTharis [*[1]]
should film his video here to show the world."

"Hey."

Dad, who's been silent, looks bored with Mom's pride in the house and
sums everything up without asking for any opinions.

"Let's meet outside then. Frung, choose the place and time. The important
thing is the content of the conversation. The place can be anywhere."

"Hey, you can't just decide like that."

"If I wait for you to decide, you'll be talking about the bed imported from
England, the vanity table, and the walk-in closet, which has nothing to do
with the topic."

"How did you know I was going to talk about the walk- in closet? You
really know me."

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Mom says, surprised, then shrugs, forgetting what she was going to say. I
quickly wrap things up and call Yu's dad to arrange an outside meeting, to
which he gives me an annoyed reaction.

[Why make it so complicated? Just come to the house. What's the big deal?]

"My mom isn't convenient with that. She said it might be uncomfortable."

[Uncomfortable? Hmph! You saw how big my house is. The land has been
in the family since the time of King Rama V. My ancestor was a nobleman.
How many houses have a lake and saltwater pool? Not to mention the
architect who designed it with the concept of 'less is more; confusing but
comfortable.' I was going to invite BoomTharis to review the house.
Hmph.]

So Yu's dad and my mom are fans of this BoomTharis. No wonder his name
keeps coming up. And they both love bragging about their houses.

"But the place we're going to is beautiful, perfect for a business discussion.
It's formal and suits your high status."

[Whatever. As long as I don't have to go to your house, anywhere is fine.

Just set the time and place.]

"Thank you, Dad."

[I'm not your dad.]

[Why are you quiet?]

"...I... I'm...Ueueue..."

[Just kidding. Since you're this cute, I can be your dad. Don't cry where I
can hear you. That's all.]

I fake a trembling voice and burst into laughter when he quickly hangs up,
afraid he'll hear me crying. Yu sees all my antics, even my exaggerated
pout.

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"Ms. Frung, were you pretending to cry just now?"

"Well..."

"Honestly, Ms. Frung, you could be an actress. I never thought I'd see this
side of you."

She laughs.

"I love this and every other aspect of you."

"I love you, too."

"Let's hope this conversation goes smoothly. Even though Dad doesn't
know the real reason your mom wants to talk, just agreeing to meet is a
good start."

"Yeah, this is already great. We've come a long way."

We book a private dining room to start.

Yu handles the menu because she knows what her family likes and even
considers my family's preferences. My job is to coordinate with both
families about where and when to meet. Yu and I set a date within three
days to ensure both sides don't forget it. My mom and Yu's dad clear up
their schedules and agree to meet at 7 PM at a hotel. I arrive with Yu's
family, while Yu comes with mine.

Wait... this seems a bit mixed up. Why is that?

"Good choice."

Yu's dad says as he sits in the private dining room. The place is a blend of
Western and Eastern decor with soft background music. Two minutes later,

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Yu brings my mom in. If I'm not mistaken, I hear a rumbling sound of a
battle between the elders.

Dad, this is my mom. Mom... this is Yu's dad."

"Doesn't he have names?"

Mom, who seems ready for a fight, asks. Yu's dad straightens up, looking
like a cobra ready to strike.

"I do, but you aren't allowed to call me by name."

"So what should I call you?"

"Call me whatever you want."

"Alright, Egg Head."

"Mom!"

My eyes nearly pop out.

My dad reaches out to cover Mom's mouth in shock.

"What did you say?"

"Well, he said call him whatever, so I called him Egg Head. Or should I call
him Shrek?"

"Hmm... Clearly, money can't buy class. Typical market vendor, no manners
whatsoever."

Yu's dad says, inspecting his nails and pretending to blow on them as if he
just filed them.

"Old, loud hag."

Mom bares her teeth but holds back.

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"Oh no, I'll call you Fiona then. Let's keep it in the same story."

Yu's dad, who controls his emotions better, responds calmly.

Mom licks her lips and sits down, clearing her throat.

"To not waste time, let's get to the point so we can leave quickly."

"Go ahead."

"Put your hands together."

"What?"

"Put your hands together and apologize to my daughter."

Mom nods toward me.

"We're here because you want your business to run smoothly. I've made it
easy. Just apologize to my daughter."

Yu's dad looks at me, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"What is this?"

"Mom, let's not go that far. Let's talk nicely. No need to apologize to me."

I say, looking like I'm about to cry, looking at Yu's dad, who was tricked
into coming here.

"Please, you don't need to apologize to me."

"Why should I apologize? I'm here for your mom to apologize to me."

"And why should I apologize to you? I've already had you wrapped around
my finger. I can crush you or let you go. There's no reason for me to
apologize. Are you dumb or stupid? Pick one so I can understand."

Yu's dad stands up, furious.

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"I'm leaving. Frung, let's go!"

"Frung is my daughter!"

Realizing his mistake, he looks at Yu, knowing his stubborn daughter won't
leave with him.

"Fine, I'll go alone."

"Wait."

I rush to block his way, afraid he'll really leave.

"Don't be mad. If you leave, you'll lose."

"I'm not losing. There's no point in staying. Why should I apologize? What
did I do wrong? Destroying competitors is part of capitalism. If you can't
survive, go do something else."

"Exactly, this is capitalism. I'm using the same method you used on these
two kids. What kind of father doesn't want his child to succeed? In the end,
you destroyed yourself. Wah ha ha ha."

"A low-class vendor like you wouldn't understand the betrayal by someone
you love and trust. It's like a heartbreak!"

"So you bully kids to not look stupid, even though you already are. Oh, you
M.F. Jeweler."

"And you're P.H. Necklace."

"P.H. Necklace? What is it?"

Mom looks at her gold necklace.

"I don't get it."

"It works the same way as you 'M.F.' thing. Pubic Ha..."

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Yu's dad tries to hint, and Mom finally gets it.

"Oh, what kind of a high-class man says such dirty things? You B.S. A.H.
S.O.A.B."

"You C.S. M.F. F.U."

They start exchanging insults, and I can barely keep up. Finally, I can't take
it anymore and stand between them, screaming like never before.

"Ahhh!!!!"

"...."

"...."

"Enough! I didn't want it to turn out like this. All I hear is P.H. S.O.A.B.
M.F.!"

"Frung."

"Frung."

Both elders, shocked by my scream, look at me in horror. I feel dizzy and

faint.

"Ms. Frung!"

And that's the last thing I hear...

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 👣41. Apology👣
Actually, I've been awake for a while...

But I don't dare to get up because I'm too embarrassed about what I said. As
I mentioned, I don't like using bad language. Even though my mom is loud,
she never uses foul language at home because she's afraid I'll pick it up.

I got into a good, expensive school because my mom wanted me to be

refined in every way, and she succeeded. I grew up, maybe not so posh, but
certainly not crude. But lately, I've been saying a lot of profanities.

Dogshit...

Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed. How could I say that? My
patience is really failing me.

I slowly open one eye to peek around and see if anyone is still here.
Everyone has left me lying on the chairs they've lined up and are standing
in the corner of the room, talking seriously. They want to be loud but are
afraid of waking me up.

"Just apologize to my daughter. How hard can it be? If you did something
wrong, just admit it. That's what adults do."

"Why do I have to? I already said it's a business competition. Should big
tycoons apologize to every small shop in Thailand?"

"Actually, they should if they're monopolizing the market and killing off
small businesses like that."

"Then you should bow to me too for not letting me sell in the mall."

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"Ugh, you're annoying. You B.S. A.H. S.O.A.B."

"It's called reasoning. You P.H. Necklace."

"Enough!"

Yu, who's been listening, can't take it anymore and raises her voice
decisively.

"This is not going anywhere. Ms. Frung has already fainted from
screaming. Isn't that enough? Do you want me to collapse on the floor, too?
Would you be satisfied?"

"I'd like to see that."

Her father says, crossing his arms and smirking.

"You've always been strong. If you faint, I might consider apologizing to

Frung for what I did."

Yu bites her lip in frustration, seeing that her father doesn't care. I, seeing
that Yu mightn't be able to handle it alone, prepare to get up and help but
stop when she clasps her hands together and turns to her father.

"I won't collapse on the floor as you want, but if you want an apology from
me, I'll give it to you."

Her softened tone makes her father uncross his arms, but he still doesn't
seem convinced.

"Don't give a fake apology. It's obvious you're pretending."

"What do I have to do then?"

Yu raises her voice, trembling slightly.

"I don't even think I'm wrong for starting my own business. You didn't
support me and didn't believe I could love a woman and build a family with
her, so I left. But because she..."

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She pauses, making everyone look at me. I quickly close my eyes,
pretending to be unconscious, even though my fists are clenched in
sympathy for her.

"Because she cares about your feelings and everyone here, we have to do
this. Is it so wrong that we love each other? Did we cause you so much
trouble?"

And finally... Yu starts crying in front of her father, who probably has never
seen this side of her. Her father, who can't handle tears, is stunned, while
my mom turns away, not thinking she's at fault, even though she's part of
this whole mess.

"W... Why are you crying?"

"Because I can't take it anymore. Why do you have to torment us like this?
Ms. Frung loves you so much and does everything to make you accept her,
and look what you do. Don't touch me, I'm mad at you."

"Come on, my princess. You don't look cute when you cry."

I've never heard him talk to Yu like that before, which makes toddly
endearing, especially when her father reaches out to touch her but gets his
hand slapped away.

"You almost never cry."

"Well, I'm crying now because of you."

"Stop crying now... I told you to stop crying. Good girl... stop crying,
okay?"

My mom, watching the father and daughter reconcile, looks like she's
chewing on a small piece of dog poop. Now, even she doesn't know what to
do with the situation.

"You too, Mom. No more revenge. We never wanted you to do this. It's all
gotten out of hand."

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"What! Why are you blaming me now? I was avenging you two."

"You did it for your own satisfaction. You don't even accept our
relationship. Do Ms. Frung and I have to die first to satisfy you?"

"I can't answer that because you're not dead yet."

"...."

"But you don't really think about dying, do you?"

This time, my mom's voice softens when she sees Yu unusually quiet. Yu
doesn't say anything in response and walks over to me, shaking me to wake
me up. I have to pretend to be groggy, like a soap opera heroine waking up
in a hospital with a fake dialogue.

"Hmm? What happened... where am I?"

I fainted here, so where else could I be? But if I don't say anything, it'd
seem too normal, so I say something to break the awkwardness.

"You fainted. We're still at the hotel. Do you remember now?"

"Oh, yeah." I smile weakly.

"What do I miss? Let's continue."

"There is no more talking."

"No talking? Why?"

"The conversation is over. Ms. Frung, how much do you love me?"

The question, full of determination, makes me swallow hard because I

know it's a continuation of Yu's conversation with my mom, and it gives me
chills.

"A lot, of course. We've been through so much together."

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"I'm glad."

The sweet-faced girl pulls me into a tight hug.

"I can't live without you, Ms. Frung."

"What's wrong?"

"You can't live without me either, right?"

She pulls back and holds my cheeks to make me look into her eyes. I fidget
before answering with a half-smile, half-worried look.

"R...right."

"Good. Then... let's die together."

"What!"

"What!"

Yu's suggestion makes both our families gasp in high- pitched soprano.
Whatever method Yu thinks of for dying, it seems terrifying enough that
both parents rush over to us, trying to reason with her.

"That's not true. The Yu I know would never think of suicide. This is a plan
to force me to apologize... don't dream of it!"

"Right, even though I didn't raise you, from what I've seen, you're too
determined. Someone like that wouldn't think of suicide... or would they?"

My mom starts to waver and looks at her father for help, even though they
were enemies just moments ago.

"No way! This is my child. I raised her myself. She's strong and
determined."

"If she's very determined, if she wants to die, does that mean she'll actually
do it?"

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My mom starts to panic and looks at me.

"No, Frung, I raised you well. You're perfect. You'd never do something
stupid like that."

"You don't know anything. People who commit suicide aren't stupid.
They're determined and have thought it through!"

My dad, who hasn't had a role in a while, interjects, equally shocked.

"No, Yu, life is valuable. It took so much for you to grow up. You can't die."

"Why is it that only now everyone sees our value?"

Yu says sadly, still not taking her eyes off me.

"When we say we want to die, you see how capable we are, how we've
grown. But when we want to live, to have good love, you make us feel
worthless, corner us, and push us to the brink for your satisfaction."

"I didn't do that; it was all your father."

"Hey, don't blame me. I didn't do it alone. We all pressured them to the
point where they want to die."

"It's because of all of you. Waah!"

Yu bursts into tears, burying her face in her hands, sobbing. Seeing her like
this, I can't help but tear up, too.

"Pixie... don't cry. It pains me."

"Waah, why is living so hard, Ms. Frung?"

"I know."

Tears stream down my face as I look at my parents.

"Living is so hard, Mom."

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"Frung, don't do this. I give up. Whatever you want, I'll agree to it. Just
don't don't do it, dear."

"Me too. I give up, my little one... Yu, don't cry. It pains me more."

"Wow."

"I'm sorry... Frung, I'm sorry for not being an adult and for blocking your
love. Whether you're a girl or a boy, I'll accept you... Please don't die. Let's
keep arguing like this. I'll find other ways to stand in your way, but no more
blocking your business."

"You'll still stand in our way. Waah."

"Well, life needs a bit of excitement. But, alright, I won't do that anymore.
From now on, I'll welcome you two. I'm sorry... You, too, the kids are
crying now. This is partly your fault, too. You hindered my business, and Yu
and Frung couldn't stand it. You have to apologize, too."

"Fine, I'm sorry... Frung, I'm sorry for being stubborn and only thinking
about revenge. Egg Head... I'm sorry. You can go back to your business as
usual. I won't do this anymore."

"I also need to apologize for making you so angry at our child."

My father says to my mother genuinely.

"Because I caused you to have issues with this, I promise to take good care
of you from now on. Even if I can't do it perfectly, I'll do my best."

"I also need to apologize to you, Dad, for not telling the truth the first time I
came into the house, making you so disappointed."

I say to Yu's dad.

Now, everyone keeps apologizing to one another as if it's a game where

whoever doesn't do it loses.

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Eventually, everyone's eyes turn to Yu, who hasn't apologized to anyone and
is just sobbing. We didn't expect anyone to apologize, but it's a bit strange
that Pixie hasn't said anything.

And eventually...

"I need to apologize to everyone... for..."

"...."

"...."

"...."

"For not crying."

She pulls her hand away and looks at everyone with a big smile. Everyone
is confused and stunned; even I call adjust my emotions quickly enough.

"Pixie..."

I don't know what to say because there's nothing to say, but I still feel
unsettled, so I call out her name.

"Seeing everyone apologize like this makes me feel better. Actually, you
guys probably have something you feel guilty about, right? That's why
you're willing to make peace with each other."

"You weren't crying? You tricked me!"

The elderly man glares so hard it looks like his eyes might pop out.

"Why are you angry? Do you want me to cry?"

"I knew it. Someone like you wouldn't commit suicide. But I didn't think
you'd pull this trick. How could you do this!.... Blob... Blob... Blob...
Blob..."

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The 'blob' is just my sound effect. Yu's father looks as if he's a fish choking
on water, and it sounds similar.

"You deceiver! You've been tricking me since day one, and you're still
doing it today!"

"Madam, do you really want me to die with Ms. Frung? Didn't you hear that
Ms. Frung would go with me anywhere?"

"Blob... Blob... Blob... Blob..."

Even my mother looks no different from Yu's father.

It's a picture with sound, and I can hear that sound from my imagination.

"Thank you for starting to understand our love. I didn't apologize to anyone
because I felt that my love wasn't wrong. I love Ms. Frung, and Ms. Frung
loves me. I think everything she's done has been thought through. If there's
one thing to apologize for..."

Yu puts her hands together in a wai gesture and looks at my parents.

"I'm sorry that our love doesn't please everyone, but please... understand
us."

Seeing her determinedly do that, I smile at her before giving them a wai,
too.

"Please understand us."

My action makes both elders fall silent and look at each other. Mom pulls
the nearest chair and sits down, shrugging.

"Even if I don't understand, what can I do? We've fought this hard. Screw it.
Whatever happens, let it happen. The world isn't ending."

Mom sighs like someone who can't do anything, so my dad, standing next
to her, reaches out to squeeze her shoulder and smiles encouragingly.

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"You're amazing."

"Flattery."

And now, all eyes turn to Yu's father, who still stands

silently. He looks around nonchalantly with his arms crossed.

"What? What do you want?"

"You're the only one left. Will you be as open-minded as I am, Dumb Egg
Head?"

Mom's sarcastic words go unheard by Yu's father.

"Open-minded about what? I don't understand. I don't know. I'm leaving.

What a waste of time!"

As he prepares to walk away, Yu and I simultaneously pout and pretend to

cry. Knowing his weak spot, I'm not surprised, but Yu doing it too almost
makes me laugh, but I have to keep in character.

"Why are you doing that? Stop it. Don't cry! I don't see anything."

"Ueueueue... You apologized to Ms. Frung, didn't you? Why won't you
accept us?"

"I'm about to cry, ueueueue..."

"Alright, I give up. Love each other if you want. Stop crying now. Stop!"

We both hold back tears and smile through them. Mom, seeing the elder
give in, seems to catch on too.

"Egg Head can't handle tears, huh?"

"Stop calling me Egg Head, P.H. Necklace!"

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Yu and I smile at each other and look around at the brightening atmosphere,
holding hands. It seems like the heavy obstacles have been overcome.

We've been accepted by our families...

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 👣42. Bid 👣
The sky after the rain is always beautiful... It's filled with moisture.
Everyone who has been waiting for the rain to cease slowly comes out
because they're no longer afraid of getting wet. The sky that was once dark
and cloudy due to the forming clouds suddenly becomes bright. There's no
metaphor that captures the image of overcoming obstacles better than this
one.

Now, Yu and I have moved back to our old condo. My mom agreed to
return the keys after everything was cleared up. When we packed out
things, my mom saw how I was living, but she remained silent the entire
way until we reached the room.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault... Someone who used to live in a big house and a
condo worth tens of millions, like you, had to end up in that tiny
apartment."

"Hm."

I answer briefly because I don't know what else to say. If I accept the
apology with something like, 'It's not your fault, Mom,' she wouldn't
remember this. However, my simple 'Hm' makes her scowl because I don't
respond as she expected.

"It's not just my fault. It's Pixie's dad's fault too! I won't take all the blame
alone."

"Then why are you making yourself angry? Just stand there quietly and
look pretty."

"Am I pretty? No... Don't answer. I know I am. Shut up."

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Mom stops feeling guilty and starts directing the people who come to help
clean every nook and cranny of the room. Each piece of clothing has to be
folded and arranged by color according to the auspicious colors chart. The
perfection I have comes from my mom's upbringing. It's not a bad thing.
Looking at it, it has made me who I am today.

Besides the household matters, the business that Yu and I invested in

together seems to be going well. Yu's products are starting to be recognized
among jewelry enthusiasts. They're not cheap but not too expensive either.

Our customer base consists of people who can afford it without any
financial strain because these accessories don't bring profit other than their
stylishness. My dad and Yu's dad help with marketing and distribution
channels. Once Yu's dad gave the green light, the business ran smoothly.

We have our own storefront, and we also place our products in other stores
and use them for magazine ads for models, just like famous jewelry brands
do. Yu's project with Intuorn is still ongoing, and I have no objections
because coordinating with foreign countries has become something I'm
good at since I already have some idea about it.

"See, Ms. Frung, you're very useful. Back then, why did you sulk, thinking
you were useless?"

"Actually, I'm quite capable."

"You're annoying."

Everything sounds perfect, right? Well, not quite. Calm seas often precede
storms, whether small or large. The latest one is no different.

"I'm not old-fashioned, Frung, but after thinking about it... if you get
married, we should get a dowry from the other side because you're a
woman, right?"

On a Sunday, which is family day, I was enjoying my meal when I almost

choked, and Dad had to pat my back gently.

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"What are you talking about? Everything was nice, and you brought up
marriage. You know our daughter is dating a woman."

Lately, the family has been more open in their conversations. No more
whispering or avoiding the topic because there's no escaping the truth.

"Exactly. It feels like a huge loss. What about the dowry?"

"What dowry? Yu is also a woman."

"So what? They still have to pay us... I raised Frung with tens of millions.
Am I supposed to get nothing?"

"Are you Mr. Krabs or something? Why do you always need to get
something?"

"I'm a businesswoman. Why shouldn't I get my investment back? I don't

care. That Egg Head guy gets Frung as part of his family. I demand a
dowry!"

"Mom..."

"Tell that Egg Head that I want five million. That's cheap... just to make a
point. If I don't get it, I won't let you date Pixie."

"Do you think my daughter grew up on sewage water? We raised her well,
too!"

My mom, who irrationally wants money, storms into the house of the man,
who likes to argue with dirty jokes and bring up the dowry. This makes Yu's
dad slam the table in anger and retort loudly. Yu and I sat side by side,
shrinking.

"But growing up with parents like this, the dowry can't be that expensive.
Do you know that my Frung graduated from abroad and has a stable job?

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She could marry Prince Abraham Dumbledore of London."

That name sounds like a mix from various places....

"And my daughter didn't graduate from Khao San Road. Yu also graduated
from abroad. A cute, fair-skinned girl like her should marry someone like
George W. Bush, not your daughter. You must be desperate for money to
come here and talk about money while claiming to be rich... Bullshit."

"Rude! I have enough money to buy thousands of bulls. You can't compare
to me."

"If you're rich, why are you asking for money? So fake... Yu, are you sure
you want to date Frung? This family has nothing. The gold they wear might
not even be real."

"That's too much, Egg Head. I'm rich. Frung almost married a billionaire's
son if she hadn't met your daughter first."

"My daughter almost got married too. That guy was also a billionaire. The
dowry should have gone into my pocket, not me paying. You old hag!"

Yu and I look at each other and smile weakly. The man they mentioned was
P' Kitt, the same guy both families were boasting and competing over.

"I don't believe anyone here."

Yu's mom, who has never had a role before, interjects and sighs, shrugging.

"You both claim to be rich but keep talking about getting money from the
other side. Truly rich people would be willing to pay rather than asking for
money like this."

"Who are you? A side character in this story? Who gave you lines?"

Mom snaps, making Yu's dad bare his teeth.

"This is Yu's mom. And she has as little role as your husband."

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"My husband has some lines, not just suddenly saying I'm poor... I'm not
poor! But I can't stand being at a disadvantage. Five million... pay up, and
it's over."

"Make it six million for her freedom... I'm so worried that if Yu has to live
with a family that wants five million, she'll suffer. Fake rich... Honey, write
them a check for six million. Show them how rich we are."

Yu's dad, seeing his wife urging him, looks a bit confused but then nods
firmly.

"Fine, I'm rich. Six million it is. And don't show your face here again. I can't
stand the smell of poor people."

"They said we're poor. Can you stand that? You're one of the top hundred
richest people in Thailand. Don't lose."

Dad, standing next to Mom, whispers, but I hear every word. Mom
straightens up, a bit confused, but nods vigorously.

"I'm not poor! Six million is too cheap. I'll give seven million. And Yu
doesn't have to stay with Frung, okay?"

"Honey, they raised the bid by a million. Can you stand losing? You're a
diamond store owner. Don't let our daughter lose face."

"Eight million."

"Nine million."

"Fifteen million."

"Seventeen million."

"Twenty million!"

"Twenty-one million."

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The number keeps rising. Yu's dad and my mom are competing to bid for
their daughters' freedom, but it seems more like they're enjoying showing
off their wealth. Yu's mom slowly steps away from the two and beckons us
to sneak out of the house.

"You two don't need to stay and listen. Go do whatever you want. By the
time they're done bidding, it'll be evening."

"But if we just disappear, won't it be a problem?"

I ask, worried because both seem to be competing fiercely with us as the

prize.

"Don't worry. They're getting to know each other. All that money talk is just
for show."

"Really?"

"Yes, your mom is having fun with her new friend."

My dad, who follows us out, explains with a smile.

"When they meet someone equally sharp-tongued, they get along well. It
should end with over a hundred million."

"Wow... what a huge price of freedom,"

Yu blinks and smiles at me.

"Our families are really rich, Ms. Frung."

"What happens after the bidding ends?"

"It'll never end. Neither of them will let the other be richer. Yu and Frung
will get to continue dating like this... when the bidding ends, it means the
other side has given up and has to pay. Then you'd really have to break up.
So... don't worry. No one will pay, and both know the number doesn't mean
anything."

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"Go live your life and have fun. We'll call you when we get home."

They smile kindly at us. Yu and I hold hands, nodding in understanding, and
start the car, driving away while glancing at the rearview mirror.

"Seems like we'll still get some headaches from now on, huh?"

"That's true, but it's fun. It's like our two families are getting closer."

I laugh and smile at the girl who reaches out to link arms with me.

"That's right. If you married a man, you'd have gotten a huge dowry by
now."

"Acting like you wouldn't get a dowry yourself. And that man we're talking
about is the same guy."

Pfft!

We laugh at this truth and look straight ahead. For us, this is just the
beginning of living our lives together. We don't know what lies ahead, but
one thing is certain: the two of us will be strong enough to overcome
everything because we have the support and acceptance of our families,
who no longer stand in our way.

This is what I mean by the sky after the storm. Our love is now ripe, and it'll
stay this way forever.

"Let's go home and watch a movie. Today, I just want to lie naked in bed all
day and night, doing nothing."

"Naked but doing nothing? Aww... What a waste."

"Then, can you do it for me?" Yu asks.

"You're so cheeky..."

"No?"

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"Of course I can! Let's go!"

I press the accelerator a bit more to make it look exciting. Yu's giggles fill
the car as she talks about our plans for the day. I glance at her sweet face,
her voice slightly nasal, and smile, feeling happy that we finally have a day
like this.

A sunny day after the storm...

When we get back to the condo, we change into comfortable clothes and lie
down to watch the movie we planned. Our happiness is so easy to find that
even I am surprised.

Just lying close to each other.

Our skin is touching so that we know the other person hasn't disappeared.

The warmth from our embrace and the soft snoring of the small one who
fell asleep because the movie was so entertaining.

We have no idea how much our comfort is worth right now, and it seems to
be increasing...

Ding!

My phone rings, waking Yu up as well. She blinks away her drowsiness and
lets me reach for my phone.

"Who sent it? Why do you look like that?"

I, looking shocked as if I've seen a ghost, glance at my lover and smile in

disbelief, amused by the wealth of our families. It makes me realize how
scary the monetary value of our love is.

"Right now, our love is being bid on by our parents at..."

"At?"

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"Eighty-six million."

Yu looks just as shocked before bursting into laughter and pulling me into a
hug, nuzzling me like someone who knows they can.

"Let them keep bidding. No matter how many billions, I won't trade you for
it because no amount can compare to the love I have for you."

"And how much is that worth?"

The small one whispers, making me smile with delight before answering...

"Same for me."

Even if our parents bid tens or hundreds of billions, they can't tear us apart.

Because our love is as big as the world!

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 👣Special Chapter Our Time👣
"It's been two weeks now. Your dad and my mom still haven't finished
bidding on us. I bet they'll be broke before it's over."

"If the bidding isn't successful, it means we don't have to be separated.

Those two can't afford to lose face. Hehe."

"And what are you doing? Stop cleaning already. You aren't a maid
anymore."

"Then what am I?"

"My wife."

"...."

"My husband, if you prefer."

"Aw, Ms. Frung, you're so cute!"

I jump and hug her like a little monkey when she lets me choose what role I
want. She lifts me up and carries me around like a child because I'm light.

"But I approached you as a maid, though," I say.

"Then we can hire someone else to do it."

"I don't trust them. Didn't you fire other maids because they're thieves?"

"You're a thief, too."

"What did I steal?"

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"My heart."

"You crazy!"

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask, why are you so good at cleaning?
Cooking, laundry, I can't do any of it."

"When I was abroad, I had to do everything myself. Didn't you do anything

when you were there?"

"I did some things, but not well. But you're good at everything, that makes
me confused."

"So, the maid's duties are mine, and the wife's duties in bed are yours."

"You've decided what you want to be now, haven't you?"

"I decided a long time ago. From the first time I saw you, I knew what I
wanted to be and do. Only you were clueless for so long."

Now, it's my turn to tell the story of how I ended up with Ms. Frung.
Honestly, I didn't have a cunning plan. It started as a coincidence, but it
turned into a plan. One day, I had a serious fight with my family about an
arranged marriage with a man named 'Kitt,' whom I'd never seen except in a
photo.

"I'm not going on a date or do anything. Know this, no one can force me to
do anything."

"We'll see about that."

Was my mother's decree. She wanted me to marry a perfect man. He looked

handsome in the photo, but forcing strangers to get to know each other
without fate or coincidence felt awkward. So, I ran away from home, taking
some of my mother's jewelry to sell, and stayed at a friend's house.

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My friend's house was in a slum, which wasn't the best environment for me,
but I had to endure it with the money from selling my mother's things.
Unable to find a job, I wandered aimlessly until one day, a car passed by
while I was at a bus stop, and I saw Ms. Frung.

She... that woman, a friend from the cram school who once did me a favor
by taking me home.

It'd been a long time, but the memory stuck in my mind. It was just one
event in my life, but it left a lasting impression. On a rainy night, with no
taxis willing to take me, she, with a stern face, offered me an umbrella.

"Let's go home together."

"Huh?"

I remember being in my senior year of high school, barely noticing her

presence in the extra class. The pretty, aloof girl offered me an umbrella
without looking at me.

"Let's just say we're going home together on a day when the sky isn't on our
side. I don't want to go alone; I might get assaulted."

That's what she said before hailing a taxi and telling the driver our
destination. The taxi took her without hesitation, and she waved me to join.
After a while, she asked the driver to drop me off first.

"Where do you live?"

"On Charan Sanit Wong Road."

"To Charan Sanit Wong Road, please."

"But the traffic is terrible there," said the driver.

"I'll pay double. Please take us."

"But what about your home..."

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"Frung."

"...."

"Call me Frung."

She introduced herself. I nodded but didn't introduce myself, feeling

awkward and shy. She seemed hard to approach, with a stern face and no
playful talk, but something made me unable to take my eyes off her.

"Where do you live?"

"Ratchaprasong."

"That's close to the cram school. Is it okay to take me home first?"

"No taxis would take you, right? So, let's go together."

She really took me home. When I tried to pay her, she refused.

"It's okay. Just get home safely."

"And you?"

"I should be safe, too. Good luck."

That was our first encounter. When I saw her car pass by, I recognized her
immediately and ran after it like a hamster on a wheel. She wasn't driving
fast, as she was close to her destination. I saw her car turn into a condo, and
she got out to talk to an older woman. I hid behind a car to avoid being seen
by the security guard and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Another one? You fired your maids one after another. I'm the one who's
been finding one for you. It's tiring, you know?"

"How can I keep them when they steal from me every day? Yesterday, I
caught one pouring shampoo into a container. No wonder it runs out so
fast."

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"It's just shampoo."

"Today, it's shampoo. What if tomorrow it's a watch or jewelry?"

"Fine, I'll find another one... Here, take this dinner. If you keep firing all the
maids, you'll end up having only water for dinner.."

"Thank you."

From their conversation, I gathered they were mother and daughter. Hearing
she was hiring a maid, my ears perked up. My mind quickly processed what
to do next, so I hailed a taxi and followed the gray van until it stopped at a
large mansion in Ratchaprasong. Memories of the past flooded back. This
must be the house where she was born and raised. I memorized the route,
returned to my friend's house, and told myself:

I'll apply to be her maid.

I had no work experience, and applying for a maid job with a bachelor's
degree seemed inappropriate. So, I chose to apply with a middle school
diploma, which was suitable for labor work. When I arrived, I rang the bell
and told the servant who opened the door that I was there to apply for the
maid position.

Madam, who was looking for a maid, scrutinized me from head to toe. She
mightn't have had many choices, so she took me to see Ms. Frung. When I
met her, I hoped she'd recognize me, but she didn't. Something made her
stare at me for a long time before telling her mother:

'She's the one. Hire her. No need to call anyone else."

It was that simple!

Whether it was because of fate, familiarity, or something else, I felt grateful

she chose me that day. I worked diligently to stay close to her, and it made

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me realize that beneath her stern and grumpy exterior, she was actually
sweet and naive. There were many things Ms. Frung didn't understand
about herself. Honestly, at first, I didn't understand why I liked her so much.
It took a while to realize I'd fallen for her.

Her... a woman.

I was quite open-minded about such things, but the clueless girl didn't know
what she felt until I had to slowly 'seduce' her, like baiting a fish, making
her gradually realize she couldn't do without me. But her naivety made me
tired.

'Can't you be my kid?'

Kid, my ass... After all this, she asked to be her kid. But I could tell she
cared for me more than a typical employer. She was possessive, even when
a food delivery guy texted me. So, I had to push her harder to make her
unable to resist and approach me.

She started by sending someone to follow me.

Then, she installed CCTV in the house.

Though it felt a bit invasive, Ms. Frung was still Ms. Frung, clueless as
ever. When I saw the red light in the bedroom, I knew it was a hidden
camera.

You like me but don't show it? I'll mess with you hard.

With that thought, I stripped naked and pretended to feel hot, not covering
myself with a blanket, walking around the house in just an apron.

In the end... she couldn't resist. Her instincts made her approach me.

And everything fell into place, just as I planned.

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Now, I watch the stern-faced woman typing something on the screen. I walk
over, wrap my arms around her neck, and see she's writing some business
plan.

"What are you doing?"

"Planning to export our products online. Looking into SEO and such.
Nothing much."

"Whose girlfriend is this? So smart?"

"Glad you think so. Finally, I have something to do after losing confidence
for so long."

"You're always good at your thing. But why are you so used on work and
not paying me any attention?"

I tease, out the stern-faced woman continues typing without looking a me.

"What about you? You're also still cleaning the house, doing this and that,
not paying any attention to me, either. Everyone has their own things to do,
you know?"

"But I'm lonely. Come play with me first."

"But I'm working right now."

She still ignores me. I pout a little before closing her laptop and baring my
teeth.

"Stop working for a bit. We're already rich enough, and it's a holiday. It's
my day."

"You're so self-centered. This is our work."

"And what about our love?"

"I love you the same every day."

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"But I want you to love me right now, right here."

I whine and fuss while stripping off all my clothes. The usually stoic one
looks a bit shocked, her eyes darting around as if someone else is in the
room.

"Why are you suddenly naked?"

"It's hot. I'm going to lie down in the room. If I count to three and you don't
follow me, I won't let you play with me ever again."

I start walking toward the bathroom, counting each step.

"One."

"...."

"Two."

"Pixie... you're being unreasonable."

"Three."

She stops paying attention to her laptop and runs straight to me, grabbing
me from behind. I giggle at how the usually composed one is now rushing
toward me, afraid I'll get mad because she's not good at making up.

"Why are you like this? You're the most selfish person ever."

"And I love you the most, too... Come on, take off your clothes and play
with me."

I drag her into the room and close the door. Then, our playtime continues
for hours without stopping. The laughter turns into moans, and it seems I've
made Ms. Frung forget all about work entirely.

Work is for Monday to Friday.

Weekends... are our time. Remember that, baby.

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