Either way, failed or not, I sincerely presented myself to her in hopes to accept me for her daughter. I became too shameless for her taste. I went overboard.
“It’s not over yet, idiot Ruu!” Nami suddenly raised her voice, pulling me out of my thoughts. When I looked up, I saw that her eyes were still filled with the same determination when she invited me earlier.
She still hadn’t given up. Or rather, she’s not convinced yet.
Wait, perhaps I misinterpreted her mother’s words?
I smiled at Nami and turned my gaze back to her mother.
Her narrowed eyes disappointingly stared at me.
After a while, she dropped it as she picked up the pitcher on the table and poured herself a glass of water.
After drinking it to moisten her dried throat because of speaking for too long, she crossed her arms again and directed her words to me.
“So, you have it in you. Humility, I mean.” She stated.