Rinne's mind teemed with questions.
Did all witches who worshiped Farosa bear these dark patterns? What effect did they have? Could they be washed off? She hadn't seen anything like that on Pan Ruiyi before.
As far as Rinne could think, there was probably only one other witch at headquarters who would be willing to bare her stomach for Rinne to see.
Rinne sneaked off to find 102.
102 was striding along the path to the New Blanket Fortress to collect taxes and was intercepted by Rinne halfway, who quietly pulled her aside where no one else was.
"Show me your stomach," Rinne said earnestly.
"See my tummy?" 102 didn't understand but still unzipped her protective suit from the top down.
When she was halfway unzipped, it popped out, and Rinne couldn't help but swallow as she stared at 102's impeccable cup shape.
Immediately afterward, she felt an overwhelming killing intent behind her and turned to see 101 standing at the corner of the corridor!
