People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 153

I defended Poppy, saying it was fine if you bought it again next year too, and told you not to raise your blood pressure over something so trivial on your birthday—just go to bed peacefully tonight.

“You’re not acting like yourself.”

At that, Freyrie crossed her arms and asked if you were being unusually well-behaved because you’d done something wrong and were trying to hide it. She raised one eyebrow, tilted her chin up slightly, and looked down at me as if, for this one moment, she intended to stand above me.

“Not at all. I’m past the age for causing trouble.”

You’re just like me—you don’t need to be so prickly. I shrugged my shoulders and stood up from my seat.

Next, I personally opened the door and gently ushered Freyrie out into the hallway.

“Sleep well, then! Don’t you always stay up late?”

I flashed a bright smile at the bewildered Freyrie and quickly closed the bedroom door. Worried she might reopen it and come back in, I pressed my ear close to the door and waited.

“…Hah.”

But after a long, tense wait, all I heard was an exasperated sigh, and soon after, only the sound of her footsteps—thump, thump, thump—echoed down the hallway.

“Quack?”

“You should get back to sleep too.”

So you’re still alive. I waved my hand at Poppy, who was still lingering about, signaling for her to scram. Without a shred of hesitation, Poppy turned around and scampered off with a “plop-plop-plop,” leaping onto the sofa.

‘I need to wake up early tomorrow morning, so I should sleep now.’

I closed my eyes, hoping for a peaceful sleep free of unsettling dreams—I hated feeling drained the moment I woke up.

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