Automatic Juice Press Taromaru No. 1, or Juice Taromaru for short, was still maintaining its excited vibrations at this moment.
Medanzo was probably reaching his limit and had no choice but to speak in a slightly shrill voice. "Can you make this thing stop?"
"Why?" Senior Yulia asked in astonishment. "I still have work to do. Juice Taromaru has only just gotten into the swing of things... This guy is unexpectedly slow to warm up."
"...You're actually dedicated to your job?" Medanzo asked incredulously.
Senior Yulia put on a pitiful expression. "If I don't do my job well, I'll be kicked out of the Circus Troupe. It took me so long to get close to the protagonist."
The air was still filled with that smell resembling honeysuckle, and Medanzo truly couldn't stand it anymore. "Enough. I'll deal with this matter. Now make this thing stop! Immediately!"
Thus, Senior Yulia had no choice but to draw several spell seals in the air, dispelling the Star-Creation Art on Black Stick. This thing was a temporary product of the Star-Creation Art, and Senior Yulia had never intended for it to accompany her for long.
There were simply too many similar products on display in her miniature Star Creation Realm. They had complete functions and more suitable sizes. Most importantly, those things had already been used by many people.
Thus, Juice Taromaru, which had only just been born, smoothly reached the end of its life. It fell to the ground and returned to its original appearance as Black Stick.
"So this is the Star-Creation Art? It's quite amazing." Medanzo couldn't help looking at it a few more times.
Senior Yulia shrugged. "It's just a little trick. It can only be used temporarily to deceive people... By the way, Senior, what are you planning to