"..."
"Not only could they touch them, they'd have to pay to do it."
Theresa felt a little frightened, recalling the time she had turned into a long-eared rabbit.
If she had not changed back by now, she might have suffered the same fate—going out into the streets and charging people to touch her ears.
Just thinking about it was terrifying.
Zhao Bai explained what had really happened. Theresa sighed, lightly tapping the table with her slender fingers.
"Using Ice Lotus Sky to create the scenery?"
There was envy in Theresa's voice. "Don't tell me you've really become that idol's devoted solo fan?"
"No. I was just playing along with the kids."
Zhao Bai said helplessly:
"Do you really think I'm the sort of person who can't even walk straight when I see a little girl? You underestimate me too much."
"I wouldn't dare. I wouldn't dare underestimate you."
Theresa had no idea what expression she should make.
After hearing the true account of the mission, Rosaliya's seemingly carefree concert became a serious operation of luring monsters, gathering monsters, and killing monsters. The whole story suddenly became clear, nowhere near as romantic as imagined.
Theresa was very curious.
Zhao Bai had actually brought high- and low-frequency filtering earplugs. Was Rosaliya's singing really that universally hated?
Without hearing it herself, Theresa would never believe it.
The entire process had taken less than half a day. They had set off early in the morning and hurried back that same day. Theresa had already begun arranging for the Cleanup Crew to deal with the traces they had left behind.
Zhao Bai reminded Theresa to have the Cleanup Crew wear cold-weather gear.
Theresa naturally understood what he meant.
She was extremely curious about Rosaliya's singing, curious enough to want to hear it for herself.