When the World Ends, She Begins novel Chapter 39

The girl across from him stared at him seriously, waiting for him to continue. Suddenly, he felt a little nervous.

"My mom grew a lot of fresh vegetables, so I can give you some," he said, opening the bag in his hand. Inside were two big bundles of green onions and lettuce.

Natalie raised a brow. What is this supposed to mean? In the middle of a disaster, a neighbor was actually offering food?

She refused right away. "Thanks, but I don't need it."

She never trusted something that seemed too easy.

Harold froze for a second. He knew she had plenty of supplies, but living off dry food every day would get old. He figured she had no reason to turn down fresh vegetables.

Unless ... she was also growing her own food?

Natalie looked at him. "Do you need something else?"

Harold thought fast. No, I can't waste this chance to get close to my idol.

Then he noticed the steel door behind her, and his eyes lit up. "Do you want me to wire your door so it has electricity?"

Natalie blinked. What is this guy trying to do? First, he wanted to give me vegetables; now, he wants to fix my door. Don't tell me he's into me.

She felt grossed out. Bro, don't lose your mind over romance right now. I'm not into you.

Harold saw her expression and realized she was misunderstanding. He quickly panicked.

"Idol, I don't mean anything bad. I just want to be your friend. Times are rough, and the more friends we have, the better."

Idol? Natalie almost laughed.

So this apocalypse geek had noticed her combat skills and came running to cozy up.

Seeing her mood ease a little, Harold hurried on. "I'm useful, I swear. I can do research, design traps, and invent stuff. Back then, a bunch of companies were fighting to hire me ... "

Natalie couldn't hold back a laugh. Watching him desperately sell himself was almost funny.

Harold was a talent. Thinking it over, she had to admit his electric door idea wasn't bad. So she asked, "What do you want in return for fixing my door?"

Harold waved his hand fast. "No payment. I'm free anyway. I can do it for you."

But Natalie didn't like taking advantage of people. "I'll pay you with food then. Do you want pasta or snacks?"

"Really, it's fine. It's no trouble at all," Harold said.

Natalie frowned. "Forget it then. I only do fair trades."

Clearly, her idol was very cautious. Harold panicked again. "Okay, snacks then!"

Wow, he's way too genuine.

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