My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Are you acting up now?" A voice spoke.

I looked up and saw that the voice belonged to Hendrix. He stood not far away and was looking at me, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. I instinctively tried to stand up.

Then again, I thought there was no point trying to fix my image as he had already seen this side of me, so I gave up, tired.

Somewhat irritated, I said, "It's none of your business!"

He took a step forward, saying, "I'm not trying to butt into your business, but are you going to ruin these pears, that were picked through so much work?"

I pursed my lips, paused, and picked up the fruits that were covered in mud. I held it out to him and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

He looked as if he was holding back a smile.

He didn't take it, instead he just looked at me and said, "Get up then, Master Attwood is still waiting to eat these!"

for a moment. Did he come here just to watch me make

was completely covered in mud. When I arrived at the base, Hugo was

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my lips in

back his laughter and took the fruits from

you don't have any clothes with you, so if you don't mind, I could lend you mine for the time being!" Aside from this solution, I couldn't think of any other way at the moment. What more could

said, "Okay,

and said,

them, I did look like I took a roll in

front, looking at me,

trying hard to hold back

most of the day. I

go in and take a bath first then. I'll stand guard here for you. Go

this side of the base, so there wasn't any division between men