“Gandor, wake up! If you don't get up now, you'll be late for school. You can't just fly to school like a dragon. Come on, let's go." Gandor covered his head with a light blanket, saying, "I'm sick. My belly hurts." “We're not raising a liar, Gandor. Our kind rarely gets sick, especially not with a stomachache, unless we were poisoned." "I got poisoned then, Ashina. It was Rector's turn to cook last night. Oh, my stomach!” "Last night’s dinner wasn't bad, though Rector could use a cooking teacher. It wouldn't poison you Gandor!” Anticipating Gandor’s reluctance to go to school, I said, "Gandor, get ready to take a bath in bed." As a self-defense mechanism, Gandor grabbed his pillow and jumped out of bed. I laughed at him. “Don't think you can escape me, Gandor." Gandor kept swinging his pillow, but I had the hose attached to the sink. I laughed uncontrollably, pressing on the release
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