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The movie last night was from a Hollywood action movie, Avengers was it? It was quite epic and it’s always Kina’s favourite things to always watch. Sometimes she watches horror movies and that’s why, I was just being cautious when I first asked her about the movie

Early in the morning, the sun begun to raise and I found myself laying on the sofa. It wasn’t familiar ceiling I was looking at because it’s very uncommon for me to sleep in the cinema. However, I got really attached to the sound of chirping bird thus I knew very well that it’d be the time to wake up. Regardless how boring this chore was, I’d still heed the naturalistic morning call.

From young age, I was trained to wake up early, the rule was before six in the morning. My body just got used to it no matter what time I fell asleep. It was part of my father’s ‘productive’ lesson forced on me. Although I used the word ‘forced’, it’s not all bad. It had its own merit.

Come to talk of it, father and mother didn’t come home yesterday huh…?

Well, it doesn’t matter, it happens quite commonly. At least during weekends they’ll be here most of the time. As soon as I stood up from the sleeping position, my nose caught a smell of frying eggs. Then, I remembered that we had a small kitchen next to the outdoor cinema as well. Another one at ground floor which we often use.

To walk there was quite far, I think that’s why Kina decided to make breakfast nearby.

I intended to have my breakfast outside so I walked up and opened the sliding door. A mini fountain reverberated the sound of splashing water and the bird’s chirp became louder. I took a seat at a small set of two chairs and a round table near the edge of the veranda. A goose promptly flied in front of my eyes before landing on the nearby pond.

It’s really like a utopia living here.

So that’s what I thought, I immediately got hit by an unpleasant feeling once I started staring at the mentioned goose.

Coming from kitchen’s door, pushing a tray with a cooked breakfast, Kina called me,

“Good morning, sorry I didn’t wake you up last night before bedtime. Is your back hurt somewhere?”

She spoke so colloquially, as if she was speaking with a close friend while serving me the breakfast on the table.

“Nah it’s fine. The sofa was unusually comfy.”

Kina had been really mysterious to me. She was always loyal and obedient to me but never failed to act like a friend, not to mention, a ‘delinquent-slutty-like’ friend and always by my side. Very few called us couple and most of them called us friends with benefits. Whichever, it didn’t matter to me.

The tea was poured from the pot into my cup before I heard a reply.

“Phew… I’m really glad,” she said, putting the pot back to its original place. “I thought you’re gonna punish me again.”

It sounded exactly like I wanted to do but I have better priority to take care, for instance the president thingy. I gave her a quick cold stare once before shifting my attention to the breakfast menu. I was served a two slices of baked bread, a fried egg, a cup of coleslaw as well as a cup of hot tea. Well, it was just that everyday essential meal of a simple breakfast.

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“For the punishment, I mig—“

Before I even finished talking, a loud shriek shocked us from the side, having me to jump off from the chair. We were kind of frozen seeing the goose was making an attack on us. It was flying mid-air, forcing an offensive disturbance with its wings, and annoying honk that was blasting the quiet and calm environment.

That’s right.

I remember now.

Whenever I try to eat outside, it will always try to steal my food! I tell you, that particular goose!

*Queek* Queek*

The goose stood its ground (sky?) as if it was trying to provoke me.

“That surprised me!” Kina sighed a relief. “This goose really likes picking on our nerve, isn’t it? What we gonna do about this bird?”

I was pretty scowled at a point I was thinking to kill it and turn it into BBQ. Grilled BBQ flavoured. No, is it better if I grill this damn goose alive? Or so I should grill it in front of their kinds so I can prevent any more gooses trying to pick a fight with me?

“Murder the hell of this piece of shit.”

“If you say so…” Kina pulled her sleeves up, readied herself to jump on the goose. “I can definitely do it, you sure?”

Knowing Kina, I’m sure she would actually go and kill the goose without complaints. However, we were at 2nd floor and she really did try to jump on that goose, undoubtedly she’s gonna fall into the garden. Well, she’s probably gonna survive the fall with little to no injury but I can’t afford to attend her if worse things happen.

Plus, deep down, she didn’t want to get hurt, that’s why she asked for a confirmation. Thus, I grabbed a slice of my bread and threw it away like I was throwing a boomerang. The goose immediately went and try to catch the bread that was later fell into the pond.

“It’s like a flying dog,” Kina chuckled.

We saw the goose dived into the water which later emerged with a fish stuck between its beaks. From there it was confirmed, that goose was just playing around.

I swear I’m gonna turn you into BBQ one day.

“You don’t really eat dogs. If he comes again, he can say goodbye to this world.”

Make sure to say goodbye to your family too!

“Oh? We’re gonna eat it? I wonder what goose tastes like?”

She placed her hand near her chin while I took the seat back, chomping the bread with the fried egg in seconds. When it’s turn to eat the coleslaw, I slowed down. Then Kina took her seat and began eating her portions.

“What’s my plan for today?” I asked.

“Let’s see…” she closed her eyes and began searching her memory. “Pretty much you only need to settle things about this president of student council.”

“Any news from father yet?”

“He said there’s nothing to let you handle for this week. He’ll update next week, I guess?”

The way she shifted her tone to questioning in the middle of giving statement was really irritating. Why didn’t she just take note? It’s really of unbecoming a professional helper. Though, contrary to what I’m complaining, she never ever gave me inaccurate information. I appreciated her hidden commitment to always seek legit info.

In anyway, I was quite free and I might be able to handle this president things quite easily.

Ughh… remembering about yesterday with those girls and the fact that Kina didn’t do anything to compromise Ms. Claire’s absurd decision suddenly sparked my indignation to the very core.

Frustrating.

“Kina. Before going to school, clean the whole mansion first.”

The spoon scooping her coleslaw dropped from her hand and made a cling sound. A weak “Ehh…” was mumbled with her face turned slightly red. All in while her whole body was frozen in confusion.

“—W-Why…?!”

A valid, one-word question indeed. She just did the cleaning on last Sunday, which exactly two days ago. Asking another cleaning session was a pointless thing to do. But since I was unhappy, she had to be punished.

I’m not totally being selfish, okay? It’s true that it was partially her fault for letting that happened. So, she had to take the responsibility.

“I’m not listening to any excuse. If I come back from school seeing things still unclean, you’ll know what happen, right?”

Her oceanic eyes closed half-way, looking at me with a pair of trustless eyes.

“I’m not sure what’s the definition of your ‘unclean’… I bet you’ll say anything you want depending on your mood later. Even if I do the cleaning, it won’t be much different from what you see right now.”

Tch. As expected from my most trusted servant. I wouldn’t say I will not do that. Worry not, I’m not going to justify a nut. Just brushing it off like how most politicians brushing hot issues centering them would be good enough.

“Told you no excuse,” I asserted, finishing my last bite of coleslaw thereafter returned inside to take some morning bath.

Still unsatisfied with my absurd order, Kina’s face remained red as she watched me walking away. At the very end of my disappearance from her view, she exhaled a huge sigh.