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Observing Anthony’s departure. Milly guided Jonathan into the room and placed a bottle of disinfectant on the table. “Let me attend to your injuries, Jonathan.”

Jonathan was caught off guard. “You…

How had she found out? He hadn’t even mentioned his wound.

Milly seemed to perceive his bewilderment and explained, “I have a keen olfactory perception for blood. I could detect it as soon as you approached.”

She couldn’t quite elucidate her peculiar ability, but fortunately, Jonathan didn’t press for further details.

After cleansing the bloodstains, neutralising any toxins, and fetching the bandages, Jonathan coolly declared. “I’d rather not use the green ones.”

His obstinacy was like that of a child rejecting a certain flavour of candy.

Milly sighed and opened the bandage container. “Then pick one that suits your preference.”

The box, modest in size, contained an assortment of bandages in different hues: red, green, blue, purple each adorned with whimsical cartoon motifs.

Interpreting his silence as disapproval, Milly suggested, “The injury isn’t severe, so you don’t necessarily have to use them

“Blue. I’ll go with the blue ones.”

“Okay.”

She proceeded to affix the blue bandage, featuring a small dog motif, to his palm.

Jonathan appeared content as he inspected the bandage. He quickly tallied them. There were seven and a half cat motifs on the green bandages, while there were eight for the pup. I have half a motif more than Anthony.

“Ready to go?” Milly packed up her supplies and opened the door, wondering if three minutes had elapsed.

Jonathan lingered behind Milly, his gaze fixed on her with a silent intensity that seemed to hint at displeasure.

Milly questioned, “What’s

didn’t upset

Jonathan coldly raised his hand. “My hand hurts

“Huh?”

“But you

blow on it for

approached him and blew a

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pockets and raised his chin arrogantly.

his mouth nearly touched the back of his head, betraying a hint of

to question their maturity levels. Are they really grownups? My, even three–year–olds are more mature than

first time. She couldn’t help

Jonathan reached the stairs, they encountered Anthony, who was craning his neck

stopwatch on his phone and scoffed, “Three minutes and one point seventy

Anthony’s meticulous timing. “I was

I’ll let it slide this time. He glanced cautiously at Jonathan behind her, then leaned in, whispering in her ear,

Milly answered, “Nah.”

heads–up. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. Remember those embarrassing bed–wetting pics from back in the day? I could totally drop those online,

short as a throw pillow connected squarely

crimson, his jaw clenching with frustration. “Cut it

I’ll pull it up.” With that, Anthony fished out his phone, flipping

temper flared, his grip tightening on Anthony’s shoulder. “Enough, Anthony! I challenge

escalated, Milly felt a headache

younger siblings, particularly teenage boys prone outbursts, was no

demeanoru as he signaled Ivan. “Toss them out, Ivan. They can come back

eyeing

as they pulled

not hair–pulling and spitting. Isn’t

to

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hold up their pinky while they tear at