They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

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

worry, I’ll figure

takes

of amusement he had felt earlier was buried under layers of icy

what is it?” she asked again, trying to probe further, her persistence

Silence.

remained impassive, offering no

with a huff,

to talk,

and legs more, that’s physical therapy,

you, maybe try not to

Her voice trailed off mid

her, curiosity flickering

her own thoughts to catch the

her mind wandered to the tangled threads of her past and present, a web that only seemed to tighten around her whenever she gave it

dark and consuming, clawing at her resolve and leaving a

Achebe family still didn’t treat her as one of their own, and deep down, she knew why, a reason

already knew she

old, she had been taken in, her biological parents nothing more than fading shadows in

no amount of wishful thinking could change

heart slowly broke under the weight of the realization that had

I?’ The words echoed in her mind, tearing through her spirit

to banish the

as if the answer had already been etched into her soul long

gaze on her, confusion

look like she is about to cry?’ Nothing

mulled over the scenario, replaying

resilience with more intensity than he ever

demeanor was enough to send

least twenty percent without flinching,

she tearing up now,

Was it something else?

miscalculated this girl

didn’t matter,

as irrelevant,

sat down, grabbed his phone, and forced his attention