T K H C

🍁 Chapter 46

“What? You don’t remember? You said that once I grow, you’ll make me a cake as tall as I am!”

“I did?"

"Sharon!"

Would I ever have made that sort of crazy promise…?

I would.

I did.

Ah, darn. My mouth was too irresponsible!

I may have promised Carol a cake as tall as she is so that she would go to sleep and grow big instead of playing at night.

Past me, why did you do that? Are you nuts?

I must have spouted nonsense because I was tired.

“No, Carol, that’s… That’s…”

“What, you aren’t going to do it? You said that promises need to be kept!”

Carol was definitely enjoying this.

This ungrateful puppy!

I glared at Carol, who snickered at me, with all my heart.

“Ah, I don’t know. Logically, how can someone make a cake that big? Hmm? Carol, I’ll make a smaller cake but bake it so that it’s super yummy.”

"No! But it does sound a bit difficult. Right?"

She wanted something else, didn’t she?

I could tell by her cloying smile.

I recognized that look from raising Carol for many years now.

“…Say it. What do you want?”

"Hehehehe. I just want five dresses! There were some that I had my eyes on…”

"Hey, where’s your conscience? I think it might have dropped on the floor, so let’s look for it.”

Five whole dresses.

Of course I could afford it, but Carol was growing so quickly that she wouldn’t be able to wear them for long.

She would give up if I openly said no, but…

Ah, that face was making me weak again.

"That’s unfair!"

"Too bad."

"OMG. I feel totally betrayed."

…I should sew my mouth shut.

Why did I always forget to watch my words around the kids? Carol’s tawdry way of speaking made me reflect on myself.

“Excuse me, I’ve brought what you ordered.”

Fortunately, someone came to end our conversation.

OMG… It was Freya.

I gulped. “Ah, Sharon!”

“Two dresses.”

I put forth a condition to resolve our conversation as quickly as possible.

“…Wow. You’re cutting me short.”

"So you don’t want them?"

“Three dresses.”

“…Fine."

The deal was made.

“Excuse me, Lady?”

"Right, please come in."

At my words, the curtain was pushed aside, and Freya entered with a tray cart.

Ah. It’s you.