"Oh..."
As Bianka chased Kiana with her lance, Star poked her head out of the large trash can in the room as if she had just woken up, staring at Bianka—or rather, the lance in her hand—with shining eyes.
"Star? Have you been doing well lately?"
After conducting a thorough investigation into whether his two personal little secretaries... historians had been working diligently these past few days, Liu Bai suddenly noticed Star sneaking furtively up to the doorway.
"Very well!"
Star seemed full of energy, and she spoke more smoothly than before. It seemed that letting Bianka look after her had been a good choice.
"What about you, Liu Bai?"
"I'm doing well too. Do you need something?"
Liu Bai tucked Qingque and Fu Xuan in, then pointed to the little chair beside him, signaling for Star to sit down.
"I want a weapon!" Star got straight to the point, her eyes practically sparkling with little stars.
"A weapon? Hmm..." Liu Bai was not too surprised. Star's potential had always made her suited to being a combatant. "How about a baseball bat?"
After all, she was the Galactic Baseballer.
"I want a lance! Thick and long! Like Big Sister Bianka's!"
"Huh? A lance... well, all right."
There was nothing wrong with skipping the Galactic Baseballer phase.
"Thank you, Liu Bai!"
Overjoyed, Star threw her arms around Liu Bai.
It felt like... all the ditzy girls were rather well-endowed.
But Star clearly had no common sense about keeping distance between men and women.
After pulling Liu Bai into her arms, Star began rubbing against him up and down like a kitten.
...If this kept up, Liu Bai felt like he would be able to picture Star's bust measurements.
"All right, all right, Star."
Liu Bai steadied Star and pushed her