Was it not a joy to learn something and practice it regularly?
Was there anything in the world more delightful than learning something and immediately having a chance to put it into practice?
Su Clan's Sixteen was doing exactly that.
She first chewed up the Grain-Repelling Pill, then propped Song Shuhang up and leaned toward him.
"W-wait!" Black-Skinned Soft Feather said from beside them.
Her intuition as a heart demon told her that something was not quite right about what Sixteen was doing.
Pavilion Master Chu's ahoge: "..."
White Dragon Sister: "..."
In truth, Su Clan's Sixteen was extremely nervous. Her Merit Heart pounded as though it were putting on a concert, and she felt as if it might shatter under the strain at any moment.
She finally mustered the courage to bring her face close to Song Shuhang's-she knew, in theory, what she needed to do next, and had even prepared herself mentally.
But the sight of Song Shuhang's face made her movements stutter. She could not carry it out as smoothly as she had imagined.
Black-Skinned Soft Feather's cry from beside her, in particular, left her at a complete loss.
If Song Shuhang suddenly woke up right now, too...
The thought flashed through Su Clan's Sixteen's mind.
And then...
It was as though that thought had triggered some "prerequisite," fulfilling the conditions for making a wish upon a certain lucky star. Her wish... came true immediately.
Song Shuhang, who had not woken even when slapped in the face, suddenly opened his eyes.
Their eyes met.
Su Clan's Sixteen: "..."
Pavilion Master Chu's ahoge curled.
White Dragon Sister sighed inwardly.
Song Shuhang had been contemplating the saber intent of the Benevolence Saber, which had come from the mighty Spotted Dragon Two.
After he unleashed that saber intent,