School Fees and the Little Girl's Counterattack

Looking at Mindy's dumbfounded expression, Damon quickly added, "You'll be starting in the seventh grade."

"V, you b*stard~" Mindy suddenly stood up and stomped her foot on the couch. "Isn't it just a bunch of brats in the seventh grade? Why do you want me to go to school with brats? Ahhhh~"

Damon didn't stop his daughter from shouting, and let her vent her emotions. He simply continued, "V still wants me to be a cartoonist, and I'll only be drawing at home. I'm also in the same boat. I'll have to try and get used to this new profession. From tomorrow onward, our lives will be brand new."

Mindy grabbed her head and rolled around on the couch. "What kind of new life is school?!"

Damon said guiltily, "Mindy, I'm sorry."

The little girl stopped rolling and tilted her head at him. "Huh?"