Chapter 89
The third day ended with the flying squirrel’s prestige soaring endlessly high thanks to the excavator.
That evening, the squirrels treated Guru to a lavish feast.
After indulgently enjoying the strawberry juice Cheche had offered her, Guru hugged Mephisto tight and fell asleep.
And on the fourth day—
“Vroom vroom beep beep, wittow squawe bus~ Even in da wain, it’s nevuh a pwobwem~”
Keeririk— keeririk— keeriririk—
Guru was headed toward the stream with her bicycle to fetch some water.
She needed to plant acorns and water them now. Humming a cheerful tune, she spotted a thin stream of water trickling by.
Dis is it!
SPLASH!
Guru skidded to a dramatic stop, kicking up dust, and hopped off the bike.
Gwuu, da weaw mastuh of dwiving.