Nathan’s bodyguard was extremely unsatisfied. How can my Little Master eat this? However, Nate never complained—in fact, he seemed to enjoy the food.
After having the hot pot, he was full to the point where he could burst. Sophia held onto his tiny hand while walking out of the shop. “Let’s go, we’ll have some fun at the night market. Hale, pay the bill.”
Hale took out his wallet reluctantly while thinking to himself, Do I get to claim this bill or am I paying it out of pocket? How can the lady boss be so stingy?
After paying the bill, he asked for a receipt since he was hoping that he might get a reimbursement.
Sophia led Nathan to one of the vendors with the ring toss game. After having a look, they noticed the wide variety of toys arranged neatly on the ground. Players were allowed to take away these toys immediately as long as the bamboo hoops landed on the toys.
She paid 10 to buy eight hoops before asking him, “Have you played this game before?”
He shook his head in honesty.
“Come, I’ll show you how the game works.”
She stood her ground and focused while holding onto a hoop. She scanned the area and soon settled on a target—a ceramic piggy bank! It’ll be great if I can take that home even if it’s merely for decoration!
She held onto the hoop and tossed it carefully.
The hoop flew out and made an arch across the air, but unfortunately missed the target.
She tried to toss another, but it had also missed.
Sophia continuously tossed four hoops. The closest she had was when a hoop brushed the top of the piggy bank before bouncing off again.
Nathan started to panic as well and his face scrunched up with worry.
Nevertheless, she was not anxious at all as she handed the remaining four hoops to him instead. “Here, Nate, why don’t you toss the hoops? I want that piggy bank.”
He had been waiting beside her, raring to go. Once he received the bamboo hoops from her, he copied Sophia’s stance and tossed a hoop out carefully.
The first hoop flew far away and accidentally hit one of the onlookers surrounding them. However, the person merely smiled without causing a scene since Nathan looked so adorable.
Sophia encouraged him. “Nate, you are doing great. In fact, you did so much better when I first threw my first hoop!”
Hale addedl, “That’s right. Little Master, you’re the best! Don’t give up and I’m sure you’ll hit the target the next time.”
The second hoop went flying out before hitting the head of a taller toy and bouncing off again.
Sophia continued to encourage Nathan. “Just look at how awesome my son is! He’s going for the kill!”
The third hoop missed the target as well, which made him seem rather dejected. He pouted while staring up at her.
She patted his head reassuringly. “Don’t worry, we have plenty of money. We’ll get a hundred or even a thousand hoops, if need be. I’m sure we’ll get at least one hoop in!”
Nathan nodded determinedly and stopped panicking. He tightened his grip around the last bamboo hoop with his tiny hand before tossing it aggressively toward the piggy bank Sophia had her eyes on. The hoop hit the piggy bank’s head once before bouncing off under his watchful eyes. However, he didn’t expect the hoop to settle immediately around a smaller plastic frog!
His eyes sparkled immediately whereas Sophia almost leaped in joy too. “Nate, you are awesome! I love you to the moon and back!”
He agreed that he was awesome too. Finally, his tiny face broke into a satisfied grin despite the fact that the little shabby-looking frog was most probably worth less than 1.
On their way back, Nathan held onto the small frog while appearing pleased with himself. The last time he looked so pleased was when he dug his first Bitcoin.
“Come, let’s go. We have to return home now to check whether the Beast accepted our challenge.” Sophia picked Nathan up onto her motorbike. After putting on their helmets, she sped off to return to campus.
After taking a shower in the hostel, Sophia hurriedly switched on her laptop and logged into the game. I gave him 48 hours to decide. If the Beast does not accept the invitation for battle within 48 hours, it would automatically be regarded as him forfeiting in fear.
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