Chapter 97 Oh, Do Not Be Afraid, My Dear Son

• "What a beautiful drawing, little grasshopper. Your drawings get better every day. Do you think you'll become an artist?"
• Jonathan grinned from ear to ear. Every time they talked, he would proudly show her all his "masterpieces."
• "You know, I need to practice a little... Will you keep me company? We always talked about how one day you'd be my practice partner, but you still haven't accepted my offer, hmm?"