"Hehe, that's for to know and you to find out!"
Misaki Saki flashed a wickedly lecherous grin that contrasted with her soft and adorable little face.
She was being deliberately mysterious.
Haruka Yuzan was at a loss for words.
He reached out and gave the she-devil a noogie. "Spill it if you want, but stop giving that creepy smile."
"Ow!"
Misaki Saki winced, covering her forehead. Her small mouth pouted, and her delicate little face was the picture of grievance.
"You big anie, I'm never talking to you again!"
With that, the golden-haired she-devil wriggled to the end of the sofa, turned her little head away, and acted as if she couldn't care less about him.
Haruka Yuzan was helpless.
Then he started counting silently to himself, one minute, two minutes, three minutes...
At the 108-second mark, the she-devil, who had been at the end of the couch, crawled back over. Her little butt nudged against Lin Ran's thigh, soft and springy.
"Hey, don't you want to know a little bit?"
Misaki Saki lifted her little head, asking with an innocent face.
"Not really."
Haruka Yuzan glanced at her and couldn't help but find it amusing.
Silly girl.
"Ugh! No way, you have to be curious; you need to follow the script!"
Misaki Saki pouted, her rosy cheeks full of indignation.
"If you're not interested, how am I supposed to carry on? How will Hon Misaki's glorious image ever be established?"
She crossed her arms and puffed out her little chest, looking all high and mighty.
Haruka Yuzan was speechless.
He reached out and gave her another noogie. "I'm not curious, so you don't need to go on."
"Aaaaaagh!! ε＝ε＝ε＝(#>д
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