Meanwhile, Mary looked at him with an affectionate gaze.
"Why are you all staring at me like that?"
Their looks were giving him the creeps. He was just ordering food, wasn't he?
"Claire, what's the address here? I'm ordering..."
He messed around with his phone for a long time, only to be hit with pure despair after typing in the location. How many miles out were they?
Why wasn't there any delivery service?!
"Don't you guys even have a town nearby?"
"Of course we do, but they don't deliver here." Claire smiled brightly. "Surprised? Shocked?"
Dexter looked like he was about to cry.
In the end, he had no choice but to dramatically sniffle his way into the kitchen to help.
But the moment he walked in, he saw Dewitt and was instantly mesmerized by the man's muscular build and the badass scar on his face.
"Dewitt, I'm Dexter. Is it cool if I call you that?"
"So, Dewitt, do you know martial arts? Can you teach me a few moves?"
Dexter was uncharacteristically well-behaved.
Even though he accidentally singed the front of his hair while stoking the fire, he remained absolutely in awe of Dewitt.
Especially Dewitt's knife skills—they were phenomenal.
Dexter desperately wanted to learn!
"Dewitt, are you one of those undercover badasses who just casually guts fish in the market?"
"I know, guys like you never reveal your true identities easily."
"Are you taking apprentices? Can you teach me?"
Claire, who had snuck into the kitchen for a bite, glanced at Shirley, who was also tiptoeing around.
"Is your brother out of his mind?"
"Does he think he's in an action movie?"
"Watching action flicks is one thing, but with delusions like this, is he actually going to survive his final exams?"
Claire's rapid-fire roasting nearly knocked Shirley off her feet.

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