# Chapter 112
Ares stepped aside to avoid his sister, who was acting as if to come running toward him at any moment. But unlike his expectations, Eileithyia just made a sad face and didn’t get up from the floor. She wasn’t even sitting comfortably but was maintaining an uncomfortable posture of bending hard at the waist and just lifting her head to look up at him.
“I asked you what you are doing. Stop counting weird numbers and give me a correct answer,” Ares narrowed his eyes and urged her to answer his question.
Hic––
Eileithyia covered her mouth with the back of her hand to stop the hiccups from coming out. Both her hands had her fingers tightly attached to each side as if she’d sealed them herself. Even her toes overlapped with each other. She curled up her body and was twisting herself like she’d become tangled threads on her own.
Ares carefully watched her bizarre posture, then as if he couldn’t stand it anymore, he grabbed her sister’s forearm and forced her to stand up.
