“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—”

small? If you want

her fists on him. “You… You

“Brat!”

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

taken aback.

being

down. His imposing figure appeared somewhat lonely. He couldn’t stop thinking about Maisie from

he noticed the ice cream had

stopped crying. She was confused. She wondered if her loud crying had

and held his hand. “Granduncle,

remained cast down without

are you sad? Why are

and endearing expression.

fault earlier,” 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,

you’re quite

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

grandpa’s good quality of

pouted, not quite understanding what he

and got

you’re just a bit older, but… you’re more handsome

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

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