"Before I become a playwright for romance scripts, I think I also need to take on a new profession part-time."
Benbo's horizontal pupils turned into the character "person," his spirits soaring. "Heh, from today onward, I'm an emotional lecturer well-versed in love. With just three moves, I can solve all sorts of emotional knots and difficult maladies."
Three moves?
As Angel looked on in confusion, Benbo controlled the long porcelain-white hand beneath its wings and took out the Crystal Pen.
It then unscrewed the cap, pointed into the distance, and screwed the cap back on.
Those were its so-called three moves: uncapping, drawing ink, and recapping.
Benbo said, "Mr. Angel, do you have any emotional troubles you need me to solve? For example, have you ever had your body and heart deceived by witches skilled in enchantment? Don't worry, I won't pry into your privacy. Just give me a look, and I'll uncork the Crystal Pen right now to soothe your heartache!"
Benbo's tone was exaggerated, as though it had truly entered the role of an emotional lecturer and wanted to heal Angel's wounds in three sentences.
Angel sighed inwardly, then raised his spirits and said in a solemn, aria-like tone, "Though I would very much like to be deceived by witches, if they want to deceive me, they must first deceive themselves."
With Extrasensory Perception, a witch's emotions were laid bare at a glance.
"So, I'm sorry, but witches would find it very difficult to deceive me."
"You don't need to apologize to me. I was only..."
Benbo suddenly paused, as though it had thought of something. "Hey, were you just taking a jab at the main body for being deceived by a witch?"
Angel hurriedly waved his hands. "No. And didn't I apologize in advance? Besides, I wasn't