"Look, it's the new prince!"
"He's so adorable…"
"And look at the princess! I think my heart is going to explodeee!!!"
On a crowded street, many people were staring at the young prince as he passed by.
Though he wasn't walking under his own power.
Courtney was proudly carrying her brother through the streets, holding him up proudly for all of the people to see.
Bash had never felt so humiliated, but he was no longer struggling.
Perhaps this was because he was less inclined to fight now that the girls had freed him from his cute little onesie.
In lieu of his red striped pajamas, the young boy had been given his usual red skirt to wear, along with a dignified bit of face paint to mark the occasion.
He almost looked as regal and godly on the outside as he felt on the inside.
But alas, there were still… problems.
"Miss Xie! Look at my new baby brother! His name is Bashy and he's a cranky boy!"
