Chapter 85: A Sad Life (3)
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“Anyway, what’s this all about?”
Cha Ba-da grumbled and pressed me for answers.
I kept turning my head and pretending not to hear, but finally, I replied with feigned indifference.
“Well... just thinking. How about you transfer to our school?”
“...Why?”
“Wouldn’t it be fun? I mean, it’s way more exciting when there’s actual competition. Imagine it—kids from the top chaebol families dividing the school into factions and battling it out. Doesn’t that sound fun?”
Ba-da sighed.
“Haah... And here I was wondering what you were going to say. You really do live for entertainment, don’t you? That’s why you came today while she was around, isn’t it?”
“That’s not it. Who cares if the watering can is here or not?”