Chapter 36: An Idle Mind is the Devil’s Workshop Chapter 36: An Idle Mind is the Devil’s Workshop She trailed off, pretending to search her memory, giving him a chance to join the conversation.

When he didn’t respond, she chuckled lightly to herself and added, “Or maybe it was ‘keep yourself from turning into a stiff board.’ Either way, you should take it seriously.” Four glanced at her over his shoulder, his face unreadable.

Though he didn’t say a word, the tiniest flicker of amusement crossed his eyes before he turned back toward the wall.

“Muscle atrophy,” the man corrected her, his voice clipped and emotionless.

“Oh yeah, muscle atobi, that’s it,” she replied confidently, completely butchering the word.

Four “…” His steps faltered briefly as he repeated her mispronunciation in his head.

‘Muscle atobi?’ A flicker of disbelief crossed his face.

For a moment, he debated whether she was genuinely clueless or just trying to annoy him.

Her next question, however, nearly broke his composure.

“So… is that why you were punching the wall?

To stop the muscle atobi?” she asked with wide eyed curiosity.

He stopped and turned slightly, staring at her as if her stupidity were contagious.

Punching a wall to cure muscle atrophy?

He almost laughed at the absurdity but quickly caught himself.

Without a word, Four turned away, deliberately increasing the distance between them as though her ignorance might physically affect him.

Nnenna raised an eyebrow, watching his retreat.

“What?

That’s not it?

Then why are you punching the wall?

Is this some special therapy technique?

Or are you just mad at it?” Four said nothing, his cold silence acting as both his shield and his response.

muttered with a small shake of

worry, I’ll figure you

takes forever.”

earlier was

is it?” she asked again, trying to probe

Silence.

remained impassive,

a huff, crossing her

you don’t want to

arms and legs more, that’s physical therapy,

it’s something else that’s bothering you, maybe try not to dwell

be…” Her voice trailed off mid sentence, the unfinished thought hanging in the

her, curiosity flickering

absorbed in her own

present, a web that only seemed to tighten around her whenever she gave it

at her resolve and leaving a painful

as one of their own, and

already knew she was

had been taken in, her

gone, and no amount of wishful thinking could change

heart slowly broke under the weight of the realization that had

home, will I?’ The words echoed in her

blinked rapidly, trying to banish the tears threatening

question lingered, raw and unresolved, as if the

kept his gaze on her,

she look like she is about to cry?’ Nothing he had

over the

tested her resilience with more

people, one percent of his icy demeanor was enough to send

endured at least twenty percent without flinching, standing firm against his

tearing up now, when he

Was it something else?

miscalculated this

it didn’t matter,

the sight of her tears as irrelevant, convincing himself there was no

glance at her, he sat down, grabbed his phone,

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