They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 101 - 101 How We Met

Chapter 101: How We t Chapter 101: How We t It was in this dazed state that Little Sweetie found her.

For the past few months, Little Sweetie had been watching from the shadows, quietly observing, stalking.

She had been seething over her shattered mission, her career derailed by circumstances beyond her control.

Every day, she had waited, biding her ti, gathering information, and waiting for the perfect mont to make her move.

And now, that mont had arrived.

“Are you hurt?

Let see that!” Little Sweetie’s soft, baby like voice was filled with concern as she crouched down, eyes widening at the sight of the wound.

“Oh no, it’s all red and swollen!” She gasped dramatically, her small hands hovering over the injury like a worried mother hen.

Without waiting for a response, she clapped her hands together with determination.

“I have a first aid kit!

Co to my room, and I’ll help you clean it up, okay?” Her bright, sunny expression was impossible to resist.

Nnenna hesitated.

Was this real?

Was soone really being kind to her?

She stared at the girl as if she had just stepped out of a dream.

Seeing her hesitation, Little Sweetie reached out gently.

“Co on, I promise it’ll feel better soon!” Finally, after what felt like forever, Nnenna gave a small nod.

Little Sweetie bead and carefully helped her up, supporting her as they made their way toward the servant quarters and into her small, cozy room.

As they walked, Little Sweetie tried to make conversation.

“My na is Little Sweetie!

What’s yours?” Silence.

For a few monts, Nnenna struggled to find her voice.

It had been so long since anyone had asked her that with such sincerity.

But sothing about this girl, her warmth, her energy, made her feel…

safe.

After what felt like forever, she finally whispered, “I’m Nnenna.” Little Sweetie’s face lit up.

That day marked the beginning of sothing neither of them had expected.

At first, for a few years, Little Sweetie still saw Nnenna as just a mission, soone she needed to protect, soone she was assigned to care for.

But then ca the day everything changed.

The day Nnenna quietly took over her chores when she was too sick to get up.

The day she stood before the housekeeper and gave all the credit to Little Sweetie without hesitation.

That simple act of kindness shattered whatever professional distance remained between them.

From that mont forward, their friendship was no longer just an assignnt.

It was real.

And from that day on, they were inseparable.

That day, she had fallen ill, right before an important event.

It was shocking.

She was an agent, trained to withstand extre conditions.

Hunger, exhaustion, even pain, none of it was supposed to slow her down.

Yet here she was, bedridden, her body betraying her at the worst possible ti.

Had she grown too soft?

Had her training dulled after spending so long in this cushy castle?

But what truly caught her off guard wasn’t her own weakness, it was Nnenna.

While she lay sick, Nnenna had quietly taken on all her work, handling every single task without a word of complaint.

Cleaning, organizing, even assisting the housekeeper, she did it all flawlessly.

And when the ti ca for recognition, did she take the credit?

No.

She gave it all to her.

Right in front of the housekeeper.

Without hesitation.

Without expecting anything in return.

At first, she was stunned.

Why?

Why would Nnenna do that?

But as the realization sank in, sothing shifted inside her.

For the first ti in years since she left her father and comrades, she felt… warm.

From that day forward, she swore never to slack off again.

Now, Nnenna was more than just a mission.

She was her friend.

Her sister.

And if she was ever removed from this assignnt, the sa one she had once despised, it wouldn’t just upset her.

It would break her.

Present Day Nnenna finally let out a breath of relief after pacifying Little Sweetie.

Now, it was ti for her next request, the disguise.

“Little Sweetie, I need so sunglasses, a huge shaw, and so clothes and shoes that will help blend in when I go into town,” she said, her voice laced with anticipation.

Little Sweetie tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable.

“Sure.

My clothes fit the description.

As for the sunglasses and shaw…” She paused, a small smirk playing on her lips.

“I still have the ones you gave as gifts when I turned ten.” Nnenna’s eyes widened before a grin broke across her face.

“That’s great!” The old saying was true, helping others really was like investing in your future.

She had given Little Sweetie a simple gift years ago, never expecting it to co in handy like this.

Encouraged, she decided to ask for sothing even trickier.

“Do you know a way I could leave the castle without being seen?

I would rather not use the main gate,” she added, though doubt was already creeping into her voice.

She didn’t have much hope for an answer.

But if anyone could have heard sothing like this, it was Little Sweetie, who had worked in the castle for almost a decade.

Little Sweetie “…” ‘Of course, I know a way to leave the castle without going through the front gate.’ Little Sweetie kept her face neutral, suppressing the smirk that almost tugged at her lips.

She was a trained agent, surveying the entire castle had been her first priority upon arrival.

Not only did she know a way out, she knew multiple escape routes.

But telling Nnenna any of that?

Too suspicious.

Way out of character.

Instead, she furrowed her brows, pretending to think.

“Wow, so serious,” she finally replied, her tone light.

“Wait… I’ll have to ask soone,” she added, carefully treading the line between truth and deception.

Nnenna nodded without suspicion.

“Okay.” She hadn’t expected Little Sweetie to know a secret way out anyway.

It wasn’t in her nature to be nosy or adventurous.

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