Komatsu's Love Defense

Chapter 171 Zebra and My Conditions

Zebra looked at my serious expression and suddenly burst into laughter: "Ahahaha, so that's why! You are too straightforward!"

I looked at Zebra in confusion, not understanding what I had said wrong and why he was suddenly laughing so happily.

Zebra usually has a serious face and never smiles. But at this moment, the way he smiles surprised me. There is a hint of unruliness and wildness in his eyes, which makes his smile look particularly handsome.

Zebula stopped laughing, and his tone softened a little. He said with a hint of sarcasm: "You should also be more careful about telling lies."

I felt a little confused for a moment. I looked at Zebra with a bewildered look on my face and asked in confusion, "Huh? Why?"

Zebula still had a smile on his face. He chuckled softly, as if he was enjoying teasing me. "Well, I'll let you go this time because of your audacity... But I have a condition!"

I tilted my head slightly, looking at Zebra's face with a smug smile, and a surge of curiosity surged in my heart: "Huh...what are the conditions?"

Zebula showed a smug smile on his face: "Although my current position is to accept Alu's commission, you should just think about the [remuneration] that I have not yet decided on!"

Zebula looked at my puzzled expression, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Kid, come to think of it, I haven't decided on the reward this time."

I frowned, not understanding what exactly Zebra meant by reward.

Zebra looked at me carefully and said seriously, "Kid, this time your reward is the food you made!"

I raised my head slightly, looked at Zebra's serious eyes, and softened my tone a little: "It's the food I made."

Zebra leaned down, raised her hand and pointed at me, with a tone that left no room for doubt: "You have to cook the food I want when I want it, no matter when. This is my commission, and of course I will pay for the meal!"

I clenched my hands tightly, took a deep breath, and said firmly: "I understand... Then I have a condition!"

Zebra stood up straight, put one hand on her waist, and stared at me sharply: "Ah? Why do you want to make conditions?"

I met Zebra's gaze without flinching and said in a sincere and firm tone, "Mr. Zebra... please stop killing creatures pointlessly!"

Zebula's eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, and he said viciously, "What are you talking about? You really have forgotten the pain now that the wound has healed!"

I frowned and clenched my hands into fists involuntarily. Although I was nervous, I was very firm: "If you want to eat, then I can't help it. But if you are unhappy or want to fight, I hope you can not kill any living creatures. This is my condition!"

Zebra stared at me silently, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he thought in his heart: This brat... actually dared to propose such conditions to me. However, I only allow you to propose unreasonable conditions to me!

Zebula turned his head slightly, his face darkened, and he muttered in dissatisfaction: "Humph, I get it, but I also have conditions. You didn't pay for the meal you cooked for me after all."

I looked Zebra straight in the eye and said more firmly, "I will ask Mr. Zebra to buy the ingredients for my cooking. Please don't refuse!"

Zebula frowned slightly and looked at me, and said in a serious tone: "Then I also have a condition. You are not allowed to get carried away when facing me!"

I took a deep breath, raised my finger and pointed at the cracked left cheek of Zebra, and said firmly: "Then Mr. Zebra, please sew up the cracked cheek!"

I stood in front of Zebra, my heart filled with mixed emotions: I was actually doing this for Zebra's own good, this crack was too conspicuous and could easily lead to unnecessary trouble.

Zebra leaned down slightly, his handsome face almost touching my sight. His eyes lingered on my face, and he said in a light tone: "Then you think about it, give me any reward, and I will sew up this tear."

I took a deep breath, clenched my fists, and made a secret decision: If I didn't take some action, Zebra would definitely not take the initiative to sew up the tear.

Before Zebra could react, I quickly moved closer to him and gently kissed him on the right cheek. After the kiss, I quickly turned my head away, not daring to look directly at Zebra's expression at the moment.

I felt my face flushed red, and I didn't know where to put my hands. I could only stand there silently, feeling shy and uneasy.

Zebra obviously didn't expect me to do this. He widened his eyes instantly, his expression full of astonishment and shyness. When Zebra came back to his senses, his cheeks were already red. He touched his cheek that was kissed, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Zebula's cheeks turned red. He touched his right cheek awkwardly and said in a slightly awkward voice: "Little brat... I promise, I will sew up the crack on your left cheek."

I raised my head, looked Zebra in the eye, and said firmly, "Mr. Zebra, I have a favor to ask of you. To capture the mellow cola this time, please work together with Mr. Alu with all your heart and soul!"

Zebra lowered his head and sighed softly, as if he was struggling with something. But he finally nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "I understand."

However, in Zebra's heart, he was secretly thinking: This brat actually dared to kiss me... Wait until I find the mellow cola, and see how I will deal with him.

Zebra raised his head with a sly smile on his face: "But... when you get the mellow cola, you have to become my partner!"

I was slightly stunned, turned to look at Zebra, and asked confusedly: "What...what does that mean?"

Zebula's face darkened slightly, and a strange and terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe... Compared to Alu, you are more suitable for me. There is no doubt that we can become the strongest partners."

I raised my head, looked into Zebra's eyes, and said firmly, "Then...please tell me about Mr. Zebra's full western meal!"

Zebula had a confused look on his face. His brows knitted slightly and he asked in confusion, "Ah? A full Western meal?"