"And me, and me..." Nine jumped around, afraid they'd forget about her.
Audrey smiled helplessly, affectionately patting her little face, "Alright, alright, our cutest little missy will go too..."
"Hee hee hee..." Nine laughed happily, shaking Oskar's arm back and forth, "Brother Oskar, you have to get better quickly! Nine still wants to learn mental arithmetic with you!"
"Mm." Oskar nodded firmly, his expression full of confidence. He believed he would get better, as long as he waited until he was ten.
Hearing this, the little girl laughed even more joyfully.
When Tara Summer pushed the door open, she happened to hear and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's making you so happy, Nine?"
"Mommy..." the little girl held her hand, her voice childish, with a bit of a spoiled tone, "When Brother Oskar gets better, can we go to the amusement park with him?"
