"Minty, why are you staying at my place, by the way?" Benjamin placed the cup of noodles on the table before sitting at the dining table. As he slid the cup of noodles across to the person sitting across from him, he added, "Since you’re here for business reasons, shouldn’t Homeland Security be covering your accommodation?"
"And waste more taxpayers’ money instead of using it for citizens’ security?" Minty shrugged, her eyes glinting as she asked, "Why? Don’t you want me to stay with you?"
"What? Of course not!" he panicked. "I’m just asking out of pure curiosity, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy having you here."
Satisfied, Mint nodded. "I guess my presence does make you happy. Earlier, I think you were almost dying until you saw me."
Benjamin’s smile twitched as he watched Mint’s prideful smile. However, he didn’t dwell on it.
"Say, Mint, are you working on a dangerous mission again?" he asked, and her prideful smile disappeared. "Hey! Don’t mistake it for me prying into any confidential information! I don’t want to know, even if you want to tell me!"
He pouted. "I’m just worried about you."
"Why are you worried about me? Is it because I’m a woman?"
"No—"
"With a pretty face and cute personality?"
"..." Benjamin deadpanned.
Mint smiled and shrugged. "Well, I guess it can’t be helped that you’re worried. Don’t worry, though. I might be pretty and adorable, but that doesn’t affect my performance."
’But that’s not what I’m worried about,’ was what he wanted to say, but Benjamin chose to keep that to himself. All he could do was sigh and smile, appreciating Mint’s presence in his place.
He knew it was temporary, but he was still glad to have her around. It felt less lonely to have company every once in a while.
"By the way, I heard you broke up with the girl you were dating," she said, opening the lid of her noodles.
Benjamin frowned. "Mint, are you stalking me? How do you know everything that’s happening in my life? Are you obsessed with me?"
"Obsessed is a bit much. Can’t I look after my little brother?"
"Tch." Benjamin pouted and cupped his face. "She suddenly told me she didn’t want to see me anymore. She didn’t even tell me the reason."
Mint paused and glanced up at him, keeping her lips pressed into a thin line. "Are you sad about it?"
"Of course, I’m sad about it! Who wouldn’t be sad!?"
"She’s not good for you."
"How do you know that? She’s very kind to me and understanding. She even knitted me a sweater!"
"I’ll knit a sweater for you," she replied with a poker face. "I’ll knit you ten of them."
"..." Benjamin opened his mouth but decided to shut it. As he peeled off the lid of his noodles, he couldn’t help but wonder, ’Why am I surrounded by weird people like them?’
For a while, silence filled the air as the two of them enjoyed their cup noodles. After some time, Benjamin glanced at Mint, who was eating quietly.
"Mint, is everything alright?" he asked. "You look a little distracted."
Mint glanced up at him. "I’m not distracted." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
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