Before going upstairs, Karen asked the servant for burn ointment. She knocked on the door of the cloakroom.

"Come in." Grey had already changed his clothes, and the pajamas that he wore earlier was messily thrown on the ground.

"Are your legs fine? I brought you a burn ointment." Karen asked while standing at the door.

Grey nodded, "Thanks."

"No worries, the burn ointment is from your house anyway. I'll put it here for you to apply then. I'll go out first.”

"No, apply it for me. It's your porridge that burned me."

"Hey! Why aren't you making sense? Did I make porridge just to burn you on purpose?"

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