The waves crashed, the sea breeze was chilling, and everything was pitch-black. Beta Morgan crouched by a rock on the shore, shivering, the flashlight on his watch cutting through the darkness.
'He deeply regretted opening his big mouth.'
Just then, his watch finally vibrated twice. Beta Morgan's eyes instantly welled up. He tapped the watch face and heard Dean Morgan's voice—it was like the music of the heavens. "Mr. Beta, the Master wants you to come back."
Tears of joy streamed down his frozen face. He grabbed the bucket from the ground and, not even bothering with his shoes, sprinted barefoot toward the villa.
When Beta Morgan saw Dean Morgan's deadpan face, he was so moved he could have cried.
Dean Morgan took the bucket from him and patted his shoulder, saying sympathetically, "The Master said that from now on, you're to gather sea crabs during the day. If you don't finish, you can continue the next day..."
Beta Morgan really did cry.
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