"Nindy, your brother is so powerful!" Indix held Nindy's hand tightly as her eyes shone. "I wonder if he has someone he likes? But, perhaps no, he's still so young."
"Indix, what are you doing?" Nindy looked vigilant.
"Well, if your brother doesn't have someone he likes, I can be his girlfriend!"
The corners of Indix's mouth rose as she joked. "I'm only 16 this year, not much older than your brother. When he's older, perhaps in the next two years, he'll have to consider marriage! If I can have such a talented and rich husband, I can become a silver-tier mage with only the resources. Then, I won't have to worry about it for the rest of my life. Think about it, Sister Nindy."
"Uh, Indix, don't you think it's disgusting to act like a spoiled child?"
Nindy was speechless, but she somehow understood Indix's thoughts.
