CHAPTER 906

In the dorms.

Maara was swinging the nun-chucks and was hitting two tennis balls against the wall.

Benyamin was in the same room, lying on the bed, with his hands under his head. “When are you going to get married, Maara?”

Maara didn’t say anything.

“You should find someone suitable for you in this city,” Benyamin opined. “Then you won’t have to go back to Sciocidad. That place is pretty boring, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s not boring to me,” Marra replied. “It’s where my friends and family are.”

“Tsk, you’re boring,” Benyamin openly stated.

Maara hit the tennis balls at an angle so that they flew straight toward Benyamin’s face.

However, he caught them both with one hand.

“Are you butthurt by what I said?” Benyamin smirked. “You are tall and dark. You won’t find a suitable mate in Sciocidad, so you should find your partner here among the commoners. I was telling you what's good for you, but instead of thanking me, you are getting angry at me.”

Maara turned to face him. “I can’t feel it, but
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