"Kid, don't be like this. Your mum should've told you, I'm not the kind of man you think I am."
Ethan Herd said bluntly, "Yeah, you're not what I thought—you're even more insidious than I imagined. My mum's Brain is simple, she's blinded by your surface act, but I do have a Brain. We're both men here, what are you pretending for in front of me? Keep pretending, I still won't be polite to you."
Anthony Davis shrugged. "That really is a pity…"
"I don't want to waste words with you. Put my mum on, I want to talk to her."
"Alright…"
Anthony Davis set the Phone aside first, walked to the Kitchen. "Ethan's on the Phone, he wants to say a few words to you."
Emilia Johnny was kneading dough, her hands all covered in flour. "Huh? Right now? I'm busy and can't get away. Tell him to eat properly and not skip class. Once I'm done with the dough, I'll call him back."
