"My prettiest, cutest, fluffiest Young Master!"
Arta attacked me with a tight hug and a squeeze on my cheeks before my feet even completely off the last staircase.
"Oh, how I missed you!"
She rubbed her cheek on my shoulder and stroked my back, and she continued on my waist, upper arms, and ended up with twirling my confused self around.
"Good, no significant change," she nodded in satisfaction before releasing me, who felt like I was just being thrown in the middle of a storm.
What the hell? So she was just feeling my size earlier?
She could do that with just a hug?
Before I could wake up from the daze of Arta's early morning attack, she was already turning around and reaching out her hand to Jade. "Sir Jade, your outfit is done! Let's have a fitting when you're turning again!"
[Clothes? Jade's clothes?] the green head tilted in confusion.
