Chapter 93. Let’s Play a Game

“Would you like to have some fun?” I vivaciously proposed.

“Are you behaving like a five-year-old?” He retorted grumpily, keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I couldn’t help but pout in response.

“Oh, dear, it seems like you’re in a grumpy mood. Are you on your period?” I teased him, a mischievous glint in my eye. He simply ignored my remark and continued driving.

Currently, we were en route to the barracks to get some weapons. Lucian had asked Frank to fetch and inspect them personally, so I decided to go along. However, Frank wasn’t exactly happy about my presence, stating that it wasn’t a place for a woman. Well, excuse me, Mister, but that’s rather a sexist sentiment, isn’t it? Is there only one designated place for women? Perhaps you’ll suggest women should only be in the kitchen, right?

Just kidding; I know his intention. Frank has a protective nature, and he cares for me. Here I am again, being delusional and drowning myself