Ding! 'Good Person Card' +1!

Mag quickly reached out to catch Connie, who then held onto his arm. He resignedly said, "Alright, don't hang on me like a monkey. You're not going to die even if you fall from this height."

"Even if I won't die, it's still going to hurt," Connie said confidently after getting off Mag.

"Alright, alright. You have your reasons." Mag didn't want to argue with this maiden. After all, this wasn't the first time that she had forgotten her lines. He asked Connie, "Why don't you sit down and wait for lunch, and then you think about it properly?"

"That's a good idea." Connie nodded before she went to find a chair. She sat down and began to ponder seriously.

Mag looked at Connie, feeling rather exasperated. He flicked a glance at the clock, and it was already 11am. It was time to prepare lunch.

He had already showered on the way back, so he simply went upstairs to change into his chef's suit before he went back to the kitchen.