With a live chicken in his hand, the principal chuckled and said, “Isn’t your friend hurt? I thought for a
while, figuring that there are not a lot of good things here. So, I caught a chicken for your friend, maybe
it’ll help him get better.”
Jasmine had already gotten used to the kindness and enthusiasm of the villagers. However, she was
still surprised when she saw someone gifting a live chicken early in the morning to her. She asked,
“Thank you, but didn’t you keep this chicken to be sent to your son?”
The principal’s son lived in a different city and married a girl from said city. His wife got pregnant and
was due to give birth soon. Thus, the principal wanted to send a chicken to his son’s wife as a nutrient
supplement after she gave birth.
“No worries, I have more chickens, so it doesn’t matter that I’m giving one to you. Kill it and make
chicken soup, it’ll be good for your friend.” The principal handed the chicken over to her.
Jasmine could not bring herself to kill something that was still alive and jumping around the place.
“Thank you for your kindness, but I mustn’t accept your gift. My friend is very thick-skinned, he’ll live
without the chicken soup, so please, keep your chicken.” Jasmine thought to herself, if Boyce really
wanted some chicken soup, she would go and buy chickens that were already dead and make the
soup, she could not stomach killing one with her own hands.
Even if she managed to kill the chicken, she could not stomach the soup later.
For her, not witnessing a living being lose its life right in front of her eyes would make her heart feel
better.
“Come on now, I’ve brought it all the way here, I’m not bringing it back.” the principal tied the chicken to
a brick and placed it next to her door.
Seeing his persistence, Jasmine felt that it would be rude for her to continue declining his gift.
“I understand, thank you very much, sir.” Jasmine said sincerely.
“No need to thank me, you’ve been a great help to us, we should be thanking you instead.” the
principal clapped his hands together as he was about to leave. He recalled something, turned around
and said to her, “Oh and by the way, you don’t have to go for your classes today, worry about your
friend instead, yes?”
Jasmine replied with a smile, “I was just about to tell you the same thing. I’ll organize replacement
classes two days later.”
The principal waved his hands, “Don’t worry about that, yeah? Keith and I will take care of it.”
He took his leave as he said that.
Jasmine looked at her newly acquired chicken, pinched her nose bridge as she had no idea how to
deal with it. She got back into the house, wanting to see if Boyce was awake or not. What she found
instead was a distressed Boyce, looking at her with confused eyes.
Jasmine was confused as well, touched her face and asked, “Do I have anything weird on my face?
What’s wrong?”
‘Why was he frowning this early in the morning? Did someone piss him off?’
Boyce stood up, glared at her and asked in a serious tone, “Are you picking on me because of my
age?”
Jasmine thought he must have burnt a fuse in his brain. She was pretty sure she made her stance
clear on the matter, but why was he still asking her that question?
“Would you like me to write a certificate of authenticity for you?”
Boyce had already woken up long ago, he just stayed in his room instead of going out. He heard
Jasmine calling him a thick-skinned fellow, thus he thought that she hated him because of his age.
He touched his face. While it was definitely not as white and silky smooth as Jasmine’s, his face was
not exactly rough either.
“You’re a lucky man, someone sent you a chicken this early in the morning.” Jasmine pulled his blanket
off and demanded, “Get up.”
Boyce caught the blanket, preventing her from pulling it off, “Wait.”
Jasmine was confused.
‘What is he doing?’
She touched his forehead, “You don’t have a fever, is your head aching?”
Boyce dodged her gaze and rubbed his face to wake himself up. Back then, he was busy enough that
he never bothered with intimacy between a guy and a girl. But now that he had some free time on his
hands, he found out that his desires were actually rather overwhelming.
While he was able to restrain the lewd intentions in his mind, he failed to control his body from reacting
naturally.
He held onto the blanket so that it could conceal his manhood, which was basically forming an erect
tent with his pants.
Jasmine did not know about the “morning wood” phenomenon.
She blinked innocently and asked, “Is something wrong?”
Boyce shook his head as he felt embarrassed for his lack of control. He was also afraid of scaring
Jasmine.
Since she was still rather young and she never had a boyfriend before.
He held his stance for a little while longer before he finally got out of bed.
Still confused, Jasmine looked at him and asked, “Are you really fine? Wanna go to the hospital for a
check-up?”
She was worried about Boyce’s wounds
It was not without precedence, as he was bleeding profusely from his head when she found him.
While the doctor said that he was in stable condition, she was afraid that there might be some side
effects from his condition.
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