Medieval Toothbrushing

“Humans are so weak.”

Penny said with an arrogant expression.

Sitting at the dining table with her arms folded, she looked down at me and continued speaking with a displeased expression.

“You easily crumble from the slightest shock or the smallest habit. You’re nothing more than an endlessly small and weak being.”

There was even a hint of anger in her expression.

I stared at Penny, then looked inside her mouth again.

“It’s hard to see when you talk.”

“...It’s not a cavity, is it?”

“Hmm, hold on.”

I very gently touched the tooth Penny said was hurting with a pair of chopsticks...