Chapter 101
Looking faintly amused, Han Seori stood up and began approaching me at a leisurely pace. Soon, she placed her hands on both sides of my face, looking slightly tired. It felt like that picture of a famous chef on the internet who yelled at someone with their face sandwiched between two slices of bread.
What is she doing?
Is she about to yell at me?
Feeling oddly tense, I let my jelly wobble, and Han Seori asked me in a voice more composed than I expected:
"Did you perhaps do something weird?"
...Excuse me?
Her voice was gentle, but the question came out of nowhere. It felt as though she were asking, “How many times do you think you deserve to be hit?”
Feigning ignorance, I blankly stared back at her. She sighed faintly and muttered:
"There's no reaction... So, what's the problem?"