"Uh..."
So Lenny automatically translated this sentence to mean,
that after they divorce, Mr. Tunner will end up alone, growing old in solitude.
Oh, how pitiful!
Maybe she shouldn't divorce Mr. Tunner in the future,
otherwise, he'll be too pitiful!
Pah, Lenny, are you overthinking again!
Lenny stopped herself from daydreaming further, so she quietly lay on Mr. Tunner's back, her head resting on his shoulder.
"Lenny..."
"Hmm?" Lenny responded.
"Could you lift your head up?"
"Why?" Lenny remained prone, finding it very comfortable this way!
"If you don't want me losing control and kissing you here, then lift your head up and stop nuzzling my neck!"
"I... wasn't nuzzling... alright!" Lenny quickly lifted her head.
Just like that, Even Tunner carried Lenny to the main house.
Upon reaching the door, he finally put Lenny down.
"Wait a moment, bear with it, we'll apply some medicine once we get back."
"Alright, thank you, Even Tunner!"
