Mia Ginger stared at the computer screen for a long time, both amused and frustrated.
After a while, she tentatively replied.
There was a quiet pause on the other side, then a new message popped up.
[Master, are you asking my age? Speaking of which, it’s so frustrating because of that annoying person, I haven’t done my summer homework yet!]
Hmm, annoying person...
Mia Ginger stood up, walked to the dressing mirror, and sat on the stool, examining herself.
There’s no mistaking it, the "annoying person" her little apprentice is talking about is indeed herself.
Mia Ginger chuckled at the mirror, then returned to the computer.
She closed the chat window.
Another chat window conveniently flashed, it was the editor of "New Moon" magazine, Crescent Moon.
[Hmm, are you free now? How have you considered the publishing collection? If convenient, please write down my phone number.]
Mia Ginger thought a bit and replied—
[Sure. How can I cooperate?]
Sweeping her gaze downward, the avatar of Drunk kept flashing in the lower right corner, but she ignored it.
After a dozen minutes—
Mia Ginger finished a brief conversation with the editor, learned about the publishing process and profits, promised to finely polish the ten selected pieces, and add two more short stories, totaling twelve stories for a collection of short stories.
Feeling complicated, she reopened the chat window with Drunk.
[Master, why have you disappeared again?]
[Come on now, I’m talking to you. So frustrating, how about considering this, give me your address, and I’ll send you a phone.]
[Annoying, where are you?!]
It’s been half a year since meeting, several times Drunk wanted her phone number for easy contact, she always used the excuse of not having a phone to refuse.
She always kept reality and online interactions very separate.
Mia Ginger patiently replied.
[I’m here. Just don’t feel like talking to you.]
[What did I do wrong again!] Drunk opened the tantrum and whining mode, with various emoticons incessantly bursting forth in the chat window.
In the online game, Mia Ginger played as a male, and her QQ avatar was an animal.
No one ever doubted her gender.
Mainly because she spoke concisely and swiftly, usually appearing and disappearing mysteriously, giving off a cool and enigmatic vibe.
Her gaming account was given by someone else, and she could play, having a high level. Drunk admired her greatly from the start and after chatting extensively, he constantly called her Master affectionately, habitually acting cute and adorable, over time she also habitually treated him like a little brother.
Seeing him whining, Mia Ginger felt even less inclined to respond.
She noticed the reply from Koa Jackson, then called Zoey Leaf to apologize, promised to give her the deposit and treat her to a meal as compensation for disappearing for a month.
Soon, it was ten o’clock in the evening.
During this period, Mia Ginger went downstairs to have dinner, and after returning to her room, she took a bath.
All the while, Drunk kept talking to himself in the chat window, eventually filled with various crying emoticons.
Thinking that he didn’t even show up at dinner time, Charlotte Chester didn’t manage to call him downstairs, Mia Ginger pondered for a long time, then replied.
[I’m going to sleep.]
[No sleeping allowed!] Bob Ginger was confronting her.
[Why on earth don’t you want to talk to me! It’s maddening, I’m not even in the mood to eat!]
[Your body is your own.]
Mia Ginger shut down the computer, burrowed into bed, and logged in on her phone to reply.
[Annoying! Master, how can you be so unreasonable; what did I say wrong, your unpredictable temper is terrifying.]
Mia Ginger turned over in bed.