The next day rolled in without any more events and since the school was still ongoing, Penny expected that it was another day of some peace. But when she walked out of the garden, she saw Hugo ruthlessly grappling the martial arts doll on the grass.
His expression was vicious and sharp, giving the impression he was angry. Sweats poured from him like rain, damping his entire loose shirt. He was viciously beating the heck out of the dummy, launching some powerful martial arts moves.
Penny felt scared as she realized she had just walked in a landmine. To avoid potential problems, she carefully turned to leave. But as she was walking away, she couldn’t help but look down at her arms.
’How was it again?’ she raised her arms with her fingers held straight, her steps slowing down, mimicking Hugo’s moves.
In her first life, Penny enrolled in different martial arts classes and learned everything diligently. Although she barely used the skill back then with people, she continued to train. It was a good way to vent frustrations and anger, after all.
"I think it’s like this..."
"You got a nice posture."
Penny jumped away and threw her hands, caught off guard when someone spoke near her ear. When she looked back, Hugo sported an innocent smile.
"I saw you come in but also leave without saying a word," he explained. "And also, did you learn martial arts?"
He also saw her mimic his moves just now. Although she looked cute while doing so, he noticed that she had a good posture that showed her foundation.
"Hehe. Second Brother, I thought you were training, so I didn’t want to disturb you." Penny clasped her hands close to her chest. "Are you done?"
"Yep."
"Okay! Rest well!" Penny quickly turned to leave, only to be stopped when a hand grabbed her back collar.
Looking back, Hugo smiled. "Penny, want to eat something nice?"
This time, Penny, who would usually fire up at the mention of food, felt rather scared. Hugo sounded like he was luring her into a ponzi scheme.
"I went into some snack bar yesterday and didn’t realize I bought a lot," he explained with a kind smile. "Should we eat them together?"
Eat them together? Him? Hugo only eats sweets once a week, though. Two was probably his limit.
Penny sized him up and scrutinized his expression to clear her doubt. Hugo might be the kindest among the brothers, but he was the scariest when angry. She didn’t want to end up like that poor dummy.
"Second brother, I think I’m a little full..." she murmured, but then saw his lips curve down.
Oh, no.
Penny intuitively glanced at the deformed dummy and blurted, "Or maybe I’m not! Let’s eat them together!"
Hugo smiled in satisfaction. "Then, let’s go." Only then did he let her go.
Having said that, both of them walked back inside. Hugo went to get the snacks from his room while she idled in the family room area.
His meaning of ’a lot’ shouldn’t be that much, she thought. Penny expected that he only bought three or four items from the snack bar. Much to her terror, he seemed to have bought every snack as he returned with a big box and poured all of them on the coffee table.
Her jaw hit the floor in an instant, and her eyes were wide.
"Is this heaven?" she blurted out without realizing it. Even though everything was wrapped securely in their packages, she could smell the scent of sweets.
Studying her reaction, Hugo chuckled in satisfaction. He sat down on the floor opposite her and picked up one snack nearest him.
"I tried this yesterday, and it’s a little nice." He held it up to his side, watching her eyes automatically shift to the pink-wrapped mochi. "It has a chocolate filling."
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