Chapitre 171: Why did things have to be so complicated?
"But that doesn't give you the right to treat your daughter like a tool." I guess this was just being hypocritical of me. I knew this woman didn't think of her daughter as nothing more than a tool and yet, I couldn't accept reality.
Marg was behind me, grabbing my shirt slightly. I guess this scenario was a bit nostalgic to her.
"A tool?" She chuckled loudly. "Well, you're right. But now that she's ruined, I can't even marry her off to a bald bastard."
'Hey, just because a person's bald doesn't mean they're bad.' I didn't know why but that kind of stung.
I sighed. My saber was kind of in the middle of something, so I couldn't just whip up a sword. "Marg, can I have your saber?"
"Sure."
I was glad she brought hers with her even on her date. I'd bought mine too but that was just out of habit.
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Nr_Yet1208 SO, I kind of wrote too much in case, my lovely laptop had to spend the night or two at the doctor's place. but apparently, I won't be able to get out of the house for like this whole week, so, no point in hoarding chaps. Enjoy. (Let's just hope this bad boy keeps on kicking for this and the next week.)
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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