Pride Online

Chapter 82: Thada’s Warning (1) Part III

“Aw, your eyes look so soft when you look at him, Miss Maysa.” The name’s owner flinched a little when she heard the other teasing. She let go of Wisana’s cheek right away like it was burning her fingers.

“I ...it’s nothing, just he looks kind of cute when he sleeps.”

“Really?” Waree drawled to tease her, her green eyes sparkling playfully.

“Yes! There’s nothing special going on between me and him more than just game buddies!” The more Maysa was trying to defend herself, the more Waree’s grin got wider.

“I didn’t say anything. Why are you being this flustered?”

“I’m not...!” This was the first time in many years that Maysa lost in an argument with someone. So, she just turned away, making it harder for the other one to hold in laughter. After that, Waree leaned closer for another tease.

“Do you really not have any special feelings for my brother?”

“No!”

“You’re serious? You can be honest with me, not even a tiny bit? Not even when he’s so kind and good-looking? He looks specifically close to you, though. And I’m also positive that he hasn’t got a girlfriend yet.”

“So what?” The short reply made Waree want to keep on pushing her. Her perfect eyebrows were raised mockingly before Maysa decided to turn away. Then there was only the silence between them, making the teaser frown with boredom.

“You’re no fun.” She complained, displeased, and Maysa sneakily let out a sigh of relief.

She might have to stop Wisana from clinging to her too much, even though she was already used to it. She had to be more careful next time!

She sighed as her grey eyes looked at the topic who was breathing steadily before she put on a slight smile.

“Why do I bother? This guy already has a crush anyway.”

“What’d you say?”

“Nothing, I didn’t say anything.” The small voice brushed her off. So, Waree laughed, before she let out a sigh at the two wasted men.

“I think we should take a rest as well. The guys have already passed out anyway.” She said as she was looking at the mess around, tiredly. “We can just clean up tomorrow.”

“It’s okay.” Maysa smiled broadly. “We can leave the cleaning job to Richie, the servant robot of Manoch.”

“Richie is a service robot, miss, not a servant robot!” it definitely heard Maysa, because the round robot hurriedly floated in to correct her with a high-pitched tone, making the gunner’s stomach hurt from holding in laughter.

It was so fun to pick on! Just exactly like its owner.

“Aw, and aren’t they the same thing?”

“No, they are not! I am a service robot for Boss Manoch only, not a servant for anyone to command to do anything. Especially, not for Miss Maysa to be bossy and tell me what to do.” The tiny robot said so arrogantly, making the bossy one’s hand itch with the urge to slap a robot to a tree so much.

“But when it was Wisana who ordered you, why did you listen?”

“That was because Sir Wisana was the boss of boss Manoch. But Miss Maysa’s title is just about as high as my boss, so I don’t need to follow your orders.”

“Geez, you damn iron trash, you’re sure you want to rebel against me?!” Maysa clenched her fist tightly. “I’m the one who brought you here, keep this in your mind. If I hadn’t asked for you from the GM, you wouldn’t have been here right now.”

“Oh, that was on you for bringing me here then. But whatever, I’ll be taking orders only from ones who appreciate my existence, miss.” The robot talked back, making Maysa knitted her eyebrows.

“Alright, that is it. You really want to test me? I’m going to sell you in a secondhand market!”

“WRAAG, Miss Waree please help!” Seeing the girl serious, the tiny robot floated to hide behind Waree’s back immediately.

“Aw, don’t tease him, May. Richie is kind of cute, look at him.”

“Yeah, Miss Maysa’s such a bully. I didn’t do anything wrong, why do you want to sell me?”

“Your manner shifts depending on the person you’re with, huh, you iron trash? I’ve changed my mind, let me just burn you in an incinerator now.”

“Maysa!” The sweet voice sounded more serious now, making the other one pause. And that was when Maysa saw that robot brat changing his digital dash eyes into a mocking look clearly!

“There! He’s obviously mocking me! Nam, don’t let this junk fool you.”

“That’s enough, Maysa.” Waree scolded again. “Stop bullying Richie. He’s kind of nice, really. Don’t be too prejudiced about him.” The slender girl said, holding the tiny robot up to look closer.

“And Richie, too, would you be a good boy and listen to Maysa, and help us tidy up the area? Also, could you bring some blankets for your boss as well? I’m afraid he might catch a cold.”

She finished speaking before she blended down to kiss on its eyes screen, making the dash eyes turn into heart shapes that come with a loud sound like a train engine.

“Copy that, miss! I will do the best I can!!”

Then the robot floated away to start picking the trash enthusiastically, getting a satisfied smile from Waree’s face. Unlike the other girl who was clenching her jaws angrily.

“They’re so annoying, like boss, like servant.” Maysa could only mutter the complaints to herself, while she was bringing out a pillow and a blanket for Wisana, who was sleeping soundly on her lap. Waree started helping Richie by collecting some of their stuff in her inventory.

“I’m going to light a fire to keep out the monster over there,” Waree said.

“You can light it up here, no need to go that far.”

“Well, ...I can’t sleep well with too much light around.”

Hearing that, Maysa nodded in acknowledgment before she kept being busy with her inventory. But when she looked up again, Waree had already disappeared into the dark. She stared at the blank for a while, then she put a blanket on for the man sleeping on her lap.

“Aw, I’m too late. The party has already ended, hasn’t it?” A deep gentle voice came from behind her, making the slender figure flinch. Maysa turned back to see a tall man in a white coat with long hair falling down his back. His pretty amber eyes were staring right at her. His sharp face looked friendly, as well as the smirk that she had never liked just once.

“You ...Thada?!”