When he heard the request for punishment, Number Eight pulled his face very long, reluctantly, like a wronged child.

"Mr. Thomas, could you reconsider this? I don't think your punishment is very reasonable." No. 8 muttered and wanted to bargain.

But Thomas just looked at him with a smile and said, "What's wrong, you're not satisfied?"

Seeing him like this, Number Eight's heart suddenly chuckled, knowing that this was the prelude to Thomas's fury. He dared not say no, but grumbled with grievance: "No, no, I just think it's a bit of a trifle to send him to be the boy's staff. Some old friends will laugh at what he...