1593. From now on, I'll protect you!
"Huh? Why?"
"Because I'm older than you, and your daddy is my uncle, so you have to call me brother."
"Is that so?"
"From now on, I'll protect you. If anyone bullies you, just tell me!"
"But…"
"No buts!"
"But, where are we going now?"
"Didn't that little girl bully you just now? I'll take you over there and you'll see how I handle her!"
"Huh?"
"No huhs. Shut up!"
"Oh!"
"..."
By the fountain, Annie was sitting leisurely, and her shoe on her right foot had already been taken off and given to Ali:
"Uncle Ali, you have to help me clean my shoes, or I'll tell my daddy to deal with you when I get back!"
Annie bit on a lollipop, her feet swinging lightly, looking very content.
Ali was brushing Annie's shoes with a little brush, feeling quite embarrassed:
To think that he, a dignified international mercenary, had fallen to become the slave of a little girl, how humiliating!
