Mia Ginger smiled helplessly, squatted down to hug it, and patted its head.
The Chancellor stood still, watching her with a serious face.
Mia hugged its head, turned it in another direction, and pointed towards the hall.
The Chancellor didn't move.
After settling it, Mia breathed a sigh of relief, walked out while taking out her phone to call Bob Ginger.
Three calls in a row, but no answer.
She felt only helplessness and had to keep walking along the home's entrance, continuing to call.
——
Bob Ginger arrived at the bar.
He excelled in his studies and never came to places like this.
After getting into the taxi, he just asked the driver to take him to the nearest bar.
Feeling only annoyance.
Dad is still Dad, Mom is still Mom.
But——
That home can't really be called a home anymore.
His parents' relationship started with deceit, and he had hoped to remedy it, but Charlotte Chester's affair shattered his hope.
What to do?
He truly didn't know what to do.
