"You can add more to the story tomorrow."

"What?"

Morpheus smirked. "Say I'm not just mediocre but a freak, and I hit you after we were done!"

Persephone was once again slack-jawed, then feigned a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Going to such extremes just to keep women away... Quite the strategy. But I'm not injured. Will they believe me?"

Morpheus looked her up and down. "Just say the injury is in a non-visible area."

"Huh?"

Morpheus held his head. He couldn't stand her bewildered look anymore. Since she arrived, this was her constant expression.

"Where... Where can't I be seen?"

"Figure it out yourself!"

can't think

"Just say I

angry. Her face flushed as she tried to kick him with her arms crossed

went about working the washing machine

he turned

showed up

never done anything like that before, she felt extremely uncomfortable

made her acting

these matters, half believed her words but couldn't find any loopholes for the moment. She offered

relief. It seemed that no one

with Morpheus in peace. During these days, Morpheus

and he used to eat

man. They couldn't even eat together. She was used to eating slowly, balanced meals

back, however, was a whole roasted chicken, large chunks of beef, and a pancake bigger

when Morpheus returned from the boxing ring at night, he found no food on the table, and

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