799 Mutual Harm (1/2)

After Zhang Zian left, Sihwa started to play around with the mobile phone. She was really fond of it and tried to take a few photos.

She finally understood why––whether it was in a television series or in real life––everyone didn't put their mobile phone down even for a moment. Even the office workers in the morning were still looking at their phones while they rushed to work. They wouldn't even be aware if they had stepped on sh*t because the phone was just so much fun!

It was hard to imagine that with a phone, one could do so many things!

But… She looked worriedly at the battery icon on the top of the screen. She felt that her phone battery was disappearing too quickly, though it might have just been a psychological effect. It looked as if the amount of battery would change in the blink of an eye.

”Cheapskate!” she complained softly. If Zhang Zian was willing to hand her the charger, then she could play with the phone in peace. Instead, she had to limit the amount of time she spent on it and had to be so careful.

”I'll stop. I'll stop playing! If I continue playing then I wouldn't be able to play with it tonight!” She locked the screen and carefully placed the phone on the shelf next to the bathtub. She closed her eyes and tried to expel the image of the phone from her mind.

Without the phone, time felt very slow, and the bathroom seemed particularly boring.

”Half an hour must have passed, right? I should be able to play with it for a while…”

She swiftly picked up the phone and unlocked it, but was disappointed to find that only ten minutes had passed. If things continued like they were, then the phone was going to run out of battery before night came.

”Awful, stinky uncle! Even if you don't hand me the charger, then at least charge it before handing me the phone!”

Sihwa was filled with complaints. She was itching to play with the phone, but she was also worried that it would run out of battery before the night.

Suddenly, she caught a flash of gold in the corner of her eye; immediately, she looked up towards the bathroom door with vigilance.

Fina appeared there––only revealing its head and half of its body––its green eyes glaring at Sihwa.

”You… what do you want now? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you!” Sihwa gripped the phone tightly, and under the water, her strong fishtail was taut like a slingshot; she was ready to defend herself.

What was she holding in her paw that was hidden behind the wall? Chilli powder? Cat litter? Cumin? Pepper? Or a never before seen, new weapon?

She felt that Fina was here to pick a fight, but she was not afraid since she had discovered it in time. Under the circumstances, Fina was not able to ambush her. Sihwa was able to rely on her turf advantage to gain an absolute advantage over it. She could easily turn the bathroom into a kingdom of water.

Soon, she noticed that Fina wasn't looking at her, but was looking at the phone in her hands.

The brand-new phone was very pretty and, while the screen was locked, the design of the front and back double-sided glass was jewel-like, just like a fine piece of art.

”See this? This is my phone, it's really fun to play with! You don't have one, right?” She proudly raised her phone to show it off.

Fina averted its eyes away from the phone. ”Hmph! It's just a phone… this queen does not care for it!”

Sihwa couldn't stand the things she cherished to be dismissed by Fina. She was about to start an argument with her. She knew that Fina did not care for it––the phone was so fun, how could anyone not care for it?––because it did not have flexible fingers like humans, so she was unable to operate the phone. Yet, she was deliberately putting on an act that she did not care for it.