The Lazy Man Mga Nobela at Kwento

How long can someone's stupidity extend? — The knight meant that he aims to work where he doesn't need to take orders or have to sweat. He wants to work for a short period of his life and just enjoy the long rest of it. He intends to have as his craft the art of thinking and studying. Not literally exercising your head. — Explains Naukar in a calm tone as always. — Oh … — Replies the little prince after finally processing the information. — What a stupidly lazy idea! Aren't you going to be bored? — Honestly, I can't stand or hold a conversation with this being.

“Not enjoying the party?” a voice suddenly crack the silence in my head. “Oh heck! You scared the shit out of me!” I turned around only to see a tall and masculine man. He looked like the ones I see in movies. Serious and mysterious. I smirked at my thought. “Oh sorry miss. I saw you spacing out so I kind of interrupted the silence. Uh sorry?” “You seem sincere saying sorry huh?” I looked at the shore again, facing my back against the man.

"I still think that its lazy panda's niece playing with Us. Didn't you all know the first lesson of the street? When the streets become a jungle, we all must strive to survive. The law of nature states that survival is for the fittest. It was never indicated anywhere that survival was for the strongest . Rather the term fittest was used. Strength without the brains is useless but an equipped mind can easily overwhelm a strong body with little to no brain. You all might ignore me right now but its alright. That is all I have left to say for today. I wish all of us all the best. The fall of one of us means the fall of all of us. " Their was silence once more yet no one mocked him this time. No

Just as he was about to find someone to ask for the address, a very skinny man with unsightly features approached him. The man was short and skinny, but he wore oversized clothes that even its hem was dragged on the ground. He covered himself so well that he seemed very mysterious. The man leaned over to Caspian, and his eyes twinkled. Then, he sneakily whispered, "Master, do you want some picture books?" "Picture books?" Caspian was shocked. "Tsk. It's a type of drawing… The latest type of picture books with plots." The skinny man opened a gap in his clothes and showed it to Caspian, but he quickly covered it again.

We both looked at the woman in black when she spoke. "Daniell Jane Cruz." My eyes widened when she mentioned my full name. "Cyrille Bertiz." Cyrille and I looked at each other. "H-how did you know our name?" Cyrille asked tremblingly. The woman did not answer. We also couldn’t see her face because it was covered. “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty together again.” My hand kept shaking. That song

As soon as I stepped outside, a figure rushed toward me. His lips were cracked, his hair disheveled, his face unshaven, and his entire body reeked of someone who hadn’t bathed or changed clothes for days. He had changed so much that it took me several seconds to recognize him—this pitiful, wrecked man was actually Charlie. He looked as if he had finally found a single lifeline and rasped, “Help me, Kendall. I truly have nowhere to go. I only have you left. I’m begging you…”

Chase sprang to his feet, looking like a man caught hiding a stray cat in his bedroom. Paul alone showed no reaction. That came as no surprise. He was a shortsighted old man who stubbornly refused to wear his glasses. Half the time, he barely knew what he was looking at. I would not have been surprised if he struck up a conversation with a tree just because the trunk looked shapely from afar. When he finally realized it was me, he shot me a look filled with silent annoyance. I walked past the dining table and casually picked up a peeled prawn, popping it into my mouth. "Please, go on. I'm just here to collect a few things. Bye, darlings."

That self-loving man, always scripting and acting for himself! Madman!!! Layla cursed someone more times than ever before. At the same time, she deeply understood why people called this man a madman! However, she didn't know yet… the realm of madness has many levels. This… was just a small part of it.

I asked, my voice light with impish amusement. Gemma squawked indignantly at my words but she knew it was a joke. “Lazy? You’re the most laziest person I’ve ever met and you’re calling me lazy? Please.” she snorted. “I’m here for the same reason you are,” Her fingers rubbed together, mimicking the money sign and I cackled. “I mean who doesn’t? I can’t wait to go home and sleep my head off.”

The man, however, merely chuckled, a lazy, arrogant sound, and stretched out on my bed as if he owned it. ~•~