"Cold? Then just warm it up."
"Ah?"
Black Jilin froze, unable to process it for a moment.
Not until she noticed blazing flames suddenly erupting from her longsword.
"Isn't it warm now?"
"...Was that what I meant?!"
"Wasn't it? You said your heart was like your sword, so wouldn't it be fine as long as the sword warmed up?"
"..."
Black Jilin's mind raced.
She felt like what he said made sense, yet something about it was strange...
No!
Had they been talking about the sword in the first place?!
They had clearly been talking about revenge!
She had nearly been led astray by this crafty brat!
"...Sophistry." Black Jilin drew back her sword and swiftly put some distance between herself and Lin Nai.
She had not landed a single hit.
The gap in their strength was simply too vast.
"You're not fighting anymore? That's great. I didn't even get a chance to drink the soup."
Being full now was pretty good too.
Who knew what would happen tonight.
If Tesla, who was terrible at cooking yet loved doing it, insisted on taking the field and cooking—
Then Lin Nai would rather skip the meal altogether!
Of course,
There was another option.
He could hang Tesla from the ceiling.
But that would look bad.
So Lin Nai still intended to give that Lobster Doctor at least a little face.
He was getting off topic.
Lin Nai sized up Black Jilin before him. Where was he supposed to put this girl?
He had suddenly remembered that he had left Black Jilin here for quite a long time.
But...
Now, he did not know how to deal with her instead.
Maybe he should just let her stay here a while longer.
He could have Fu Hua come over later and see how