Takeshi's mind no longer drifted back to the soul-tearing torture she had experienced. Instead, thoughts of her female body consumed her mind. The dullness in her eyes was now replaced with utter confusion over why the compatibility was at one hundred.
"Since your nephew is fine, I'll be heading back," Lanling said, finding an excuse to leave.
"What? Why~? Can you wait a little longer? I want to know what Takeshi plans to do, then we can go back together." Haruki quickly pouted, shamelessly widening his eyes as he consciously mimicked a puppy.
Though Takeshi could only see the back of Haruki's head, she was still stunned by the tone in her uncle's voice.
'Who the hell is this??'
Lanling was startled by Haruki's response. He wondered if this person had actually noticed how easily he softened whenever Haruki looked at him like a puppy. And he was right.
