"I can't see down there, so I want you to tell me whether the fluid from below looks normal. If it's not, that could be troublesome," I said seriously.
"Ah? Is that even a thing?"
Suzan was taken aback, seemingly thinking I was spouting nonsense, yet unable to find a reason to contradict me.
"I... down there, it's very dirty, could it smell bad?" she asked in a low voice, her face flushed.
"How could it? I think it smells quite nice actually."
"It's nothing, I think the color is normal, there's no other color," she quickly added, then hurriedly asked, "What should we do next?"
"Like this, lie down and raise your butt. That way, it will be easier for me to insert the needle; otherwise, your legs are quite in the way," I said while pretending to fiddle with a Silver needle at my side.
Actually, there was no need for this. I said it only because I wanted a better view of that legendary peach-shaped form, to see what it really looked like.
"Ah? Do I really... need to do that?"
