The force of the slap caused Celeste to lurch forward, her knee hitting the ground while her hand instinctively reached out to steady herself. With a slight wince, she stretched her other hand to rub her sore backside, a mix of surprise, and discomfort evident on her face.
Orion's voice carried a serious and unwavering tone as he made his stance clear. "Even if you were to receive Kushi bargains every single day, you must only refuse and reject them. I will not tolerate anything beyond that," he asserted firmly, his gaze fixed on his mother. His words hung in the air, charged with determination and a hint of protectiveness. "Is that clear?" he asked, his tone leaving no room for ambiguity.
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