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Chapter 147 - Chapter 147 — The Polite War & the Park Truce

MOCHI FRIEND KOMI CAME 

Laddu is sleeping on sofa

Komi cleared her throat.

The comparison wasn't finished.

Not for her. 😌

"I became a manager," she said, lifting her chin slightly.

"In a clothing shop. Big place. Good salary." 💼✨

Maya hummed.

"Promotion arc." 📈

Komi turned her smile back to Mochi.

"And you?" she asked gently.

"You work as a waiter in a café, right?" ☕

The word waiter lingered.

A second too long. ⏳

Mochi didn't answer immediately.

Before she could—

Laddu shifted.

Eyes half-open.

Brain still asleep. 😴

"…Why does the room feel loud?" he mumbled.

Everyone froze. ❄️

Maya whispered, "He's awake."

Candy whispered louder, "HE'S AWAKE." 😱

Laddu blinked at the ceiling.

At the baby.

At the room full of people.

"What's happening?" he asked calmly, like he'd just stepped out for water.

🤝 THE HANDSHAKE

Kubar stepped forward immediately.

Strong hand.

Firm grip.

"I'm Kubar," he said.

"Komi's boyfriend."

Laddu looked at the hand.

Then at Kubar's face.

Then shook it.

"Laddu," he said.

No flex.

No tension.

Just acknowledgment. 🧱

🔥 THE INTERRUPTION NOBODY EXPECTED

Laddu sniffed the air suddenly.

"…Mom," he said, sitting up carefully so the baby didn't wake,

"I'm going to the park."

Mama frowned.

"Now?"

"I smell burning," Laddu replied.

"Plastic maybe." 🧪🔥

Kubar's eyebrow lifted.

Laddu looked at him.

"Do you want to come?"

The question landed sideways. ↩️

Komi blinked.

"You're inviting him?"

"Yeah," Laddu said, standing.

"Fresh air."

He reached for the table and picked up his drone. 🛸

Kubar's eyes widened instantly.

"…You have that?"

"I wanted one. Out of stock everywhere."

Laddu checked the battery casually.

"Let's try it."

The baby stirred.

Tiny sound. 👶

Laddu smiled.

"Alright."

🌳 FIVE MINUTES LATER

Laddu.

Kubar.

The baby.

Ben the dog. 🐕

All heading to the park.

Candy waved like it was a festival. 🎉

Inside, silence returned.

Mama watched the door close and sighed.

"…Men are simple."

Mochi sat quietly.

Komi stared at the door longer than she meant to.

Outside—

The drone lifted into the night sky.

And for the first time—

Kubar laughed. 😄

Not like a gangster.

Like a kid who finally got the toy.

Mochi & Komi — The Polite War 🪞🐱🐭

They sat alone now.

The noise had left with the men, the baby, the dog, and the drone.

Only words remained. 🗣️

Komi adjusted her dress.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

"So," she smiled,

"you really still work at the café."

Mochi nodded.

"Yes."

"That's… nice," Komi said.

"Temporary jobs are good when you're figuring life out."

"I've figured mine out," Mochi replied.

Komi's smile twitched.

"Oh?"

"I manage staff. Inventory. Sales targets. Very stressful." 📊

Mochi folded her hands.

"I manage mornings."

Komi frowned.

"Mornings?"

"Yes," Mochi said calmly.

"If the day starts well, everything else follows." 🌅

Maya whispered to Cousin,

"She just turned sunlight into a flex." 😮‍💨

Komi laughed lightly.

"Well, some of us prefer ambition over… comfort."

Mochi glanced toward the park.

"He prefers comfort too."

"Does he?" Komi asked, eyes flicking to the empty sofa.

"He sleeps a lot."

"He rests," Mochi replied.

"After finishing what matters."

"My boyfriend buys me dresses," Komi said.

Mochi nodded.

"Mine buys me silence."

That landed badly. 💥

"I mean… five thousand isn't cheap," Komi added quickly.

Mochi smiled. Just enough.

"The café earns more than that before lunch."

Maya inhaled sharply. 😮

Cousin covered her mouth.

"Oh," Komi said sweetly.

"So you own it?"

"Yes," Mochi replied.

"He gave it to me."

"For what?"

"Because I needed it."

Komi laughed, sharper now.

"You sound confident."

"I grew into it," Mochi said.

Another pause.

"At least my man stands behind me," Komi said.

Mochi answered gently,

"Mine walks beside me."

That ended it. ✔️

They stood.

Not friends.

Not enemies.

Still cat and mouse. 🐱🐭

Just older.

Sharper.

🌌 THE PARK — A TEMPORARY TRUCE

The park was quiet.

Streetlights.

Tree shadows.

Distant barking. 🌲🌙

Laddu opened the drone bag.

"It won't break," he said.

"Unless you crash it."

"I crash people," Kubar smirked.

"Not toys."

The kid laughed. 😆

Ben tracked the drone like prey.

Buzz.

Lift.

Stable. 🛸

The kid gasped.

"It's flying!"

Ben barked like war was declared. 🐕

"BEN THINKS IT'S FOOD!"

Kubar laughed openly.

"That dog's crazy."

"He's brave," Laddu replied.

"Can I try?" the kid asked.

Laddu adjusted settings.

"Slow. Don't fight it."

The drone dipped.

Recovered.

"I'M DOING IT!" 🎮✨

Ben jumped.

Missed.

Rolled.

Got up like nothing happened. 🐕

"This is better than TV," Kubar said.

The drone spun once.

Clean.

Perfect.

Cheers.

Barks.

Laughter. 🎉

They sat on the bench after.

Ben curled at Laddu's feet.

The kid leaned against Laddu, sleepy.

Kubar looked up once.

"…Thanks."

"For what?" Laddu asked.

"For letting this be normal."

Laddu didn't answer.

The park stayed quiet.

Just men.

A toy.

A dog.

A kid.

Nothing more.

Nothing dangerous.

For now. 🌒✨

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