Chapter 213- A Masochist?* 

Leislet grabbed her head as she rolled on the ground in pain. For some reason, this place always hurts no matter how many times Acht hit her in that spot.

"Why do you always hit me there?! It fucking hurts!" She shouted.

Acht clicked his tongue in response.

"You get what you deserve for ruining good meat. Look, it's fucking charcoal black. You might as well never touch cooking again." He replied before sitting again.

Leislet gritted her teeth and glared at Acht from the side. She felt really wronged and that Acht was the one who was being unfair toward her. And, for the first time, she was actually angry with him and wanted to get revenge.

However, fighting won't satisfy her, she wanted to see him feel embarrassed and ashamed. 

'What can I do? I want to see his cheeks red from embarrassment. You just wait, you little brat!!'

Then, out of nowhere, an idea popped into her head. This idea was so good it made her smile from ear to ear mischievously.

"Acht."