Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 611

“Where’s Sipisa?”

Girgol asked in a more excited tone than usual. La Til felt embarrassingly self-conscious. Maybe she should have grabbed Sipisa and held on tight. She felt guilty for not having been more proactive.

“Miss?”

Girgol tilted his head. After hesitating, La Til finally confessed.

“He did come, but he left.”

“…….”

“Maybe he’s not really into picnics. At that age, it’s understandable—he might think picnics are childish.”

Though La Til had never actually been Sipisa’s age herself, she kept spouting words carelessly. She simply couldn’t bring herself to say the truth—that the child had run off upon hearing Girgol’s name.

But her consideration was useless. Girgol’s shoulders kept sinking lower and lower.

“I see…”

Hearing him mutter like that made La Til’s heart feel heavy too. Even though she knew Girgol didn’t think like an ordinary person, she still worried he might be hurt.

Unable to bear it any longer, La Til grabbed Girgol’s hand and pointed with her eyes toward the basket piled beside them.

“Sipisa made all that himself. When did our child become such a good cook?”

“…….”

“Oh, this looks delicious! Would you like to try some?”

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