The radiant light of Bluebell's vertical halo gave out a vibrant hope and inspiration, and as if being drawn toward it, three individuals from the new generation instinctively walked forward before kneeling and bowing, worshiping her as some sort of a new god.
Their friends looked at them with embarrassment, some were confused. Meanwhile, the seniors just appeared to be amused by this development.
"Eh?" Bluebell tilted her head. "What are you fellas doing?"
One of the worshiping rabbits stood up with grace, one hand on her chest. "The moment your light appeared within the domain of my vision, I just knew that I only wanted your guidance and nothing more."
"Eh?"
"Please, allow me to build a shrine for your esteemed divinity-" Before she could finish her sentence, a new rabbit with the name of Fuzzball knocked some senses directly to her head.
