"Yaya... where's Yaya?"
The bewildered Dasania, looking in all directions, simply couldn't find its past companion.
As if refusing to believe its own eyes, it stopped jumping around. Its five arm-like body organs touched the ground one by one in a clockwise direction, forming a slow rolling posture.
"Squeak, squeak——squeak, squeak——"
From unskilled to proficient, it rolled around Ye Hanjun for ten circles. But aside from two clumps of golden light, Dasania found nothing.
Eventually, it could only position its belly towards Ye Hanjun; its round eyes seemed like they were about to split open as it blankly asked again:
"Yaya... where's Yaya?"
"It's inside your stomach."
Ye Hanjun pointed at its body which was plump and chubby—adorable at first glance.
However, as soon as one's gaze lingered on Dasania's body, no matter where the focus settled, the patterns on the left arm began to climb.
