"Oh, what a coincidence..."
Before they could walk out together, a petite young woman darted in front of the tall figure, twisting and turning.
"Priaw..."
Lieutenant Peem exclaimed in surprise, not expecting to see her here.
"As soon as my dad said you were here, I ditched my friends and came running because I missed you so much, Lieutenant."
"Calm down, Priaw. Go back and focus on your studies to make your dad proud."
"Mae Kru, please help me. Since you've already warded off bad luck for the lieutenant, can you also make her love me? I promise I'll study hard, Mae Kru."
Mae Kru had been watching from the beginning without showing any displeasure, knowing that Priaw was a local girl often seen around and had heard her name from her mother's complaints.
"The lieutenant likes someone who's curvy and voluptuous. Someone skinny like you mightn't be her type I suggest you not to bother her, she has an evil spirit following her."
"Evil spirit!!"
The young girl exclaimed in shock. Even the lieutenant, knowing it might be a prank, was startled by the intensity of the joke.
"Yes, an evil spirit. If you get too close to her, it might strangle or gut you. Today, the spint is holding back because it's a merit-making day. Don't let it do such a thing to you."
The lieutenant's lips, which had been smiling widely, were now pressed tightly together, understanding the spirit Mae Kru had mentioned and fearing the atmosphere on the way home. Seeing Mae Kru walk ahead without waiting, she hurried to catch up.
"L-lieutenant, do you really have an evil spirit following you?"
"Y-yeah, Priaw. You should go. The later you stay, the more dangerous it might be."
"Are you worried about me, Lieutenant?"
"No... I'm worried about myself. Excuse me."
With that, the tall figure hurriedly followed the slender figure.
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Inside the car...
"Are you hungry? Have you eaten anything?"
The lieutenant behind the wheel asked, noticing the gloomy atmosphere.
"Have you ever seen me eat dinner?"
"Now that you mention it, no."
"That's because I don't eat."
Though not angry, the tone suggested lingering displeasure
"Sorry for upsetting you."
Lieutenant Peem reached out to lift the siender hand of the person beside her, kissing the back of it repeatedly, holding it close to her nose, inhaling the familiar scent, and kissing it again.
"I'm not upset, and you didn't do anything wrong. I'm just possessive of what's mine."
The tall figure smiled widely, showing teeth, glanced over, and kissed the back of the hand again.
"Did you bring Thong to the temple fair today?"
The sharp eyes looked surprised, not expecting the question.
"I had him guard the house. Couldn't bring him along."
"Is it true that kuman thongs like to drink red syrup?"
