“What did you say?” Daniel asked.

Persephone seriously repeated, “You’re not as handsome as the prince!”

“You little rascal!” Daniel raised his hand as if to spank her, but it was all in jest.

Persephone couldn’t avoid it, and she was lifted up and tickled, laughing uncontrollably.

Sadly, the ice cream cone met its end, falling entirely onto Daniel’s coat.

Persephone froze, her empty hand and Daniel’s coat catching her eye. Her face turned beet red. After a few moments of silence, she began to cry.

“Sephy, please don’t cry!” Daniel had never comforted a child, let alone a preschooler with such a loud voice.

The passersby gave him strange looks, wondering if he was mistreating the little girl.

“Oh, Sephy!” He quickly tried to console her. “Don’t cry!”

Persephone pushed his hand away.

“Stop crying!” Daniel raised his voice sternly. “That’s enough!”

“Wah—”

something so small? If you want more ice

on him. “You… You tickled me!

“Brat!”

“Even if you buy another one, it won’t be the same as before! I don’t want it! I don’t like

taken aback. The

child understood the idea of something being irreplaceable,

figure appeared somewhat lonely. He couldn’t stop thinking about Maisie from moments

the ice cream had melted on

She wondered if her loud crying had

side and held his hand.

eyes remained cast down

sad? Why

Persephone’s serious and endearing expression.

Persephone murmured. “I shouldn’t have said you’re not as handsome as the prince. If I hadn’t said that, you wouldn’t have tickled me, and my ice

you’re quite

you.” Persephone looked into his eyes. “My grandpa said that people should admit

of admitting mistakes

quite

patted her head and got ready to

just a bit older, but… you’re

Persephone continued. “That prince is younger than you! I saw

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