Pfft—
Thick smoke rose from Jiu Ming's body. There was not a trace of warmth in it; the moment it emerged, it turned into tiny ice particles. Yet under the little tree girl's power, the temperature throughout the room remained constant without changing in the slightest.
"Ugh... this feeling of being about to die is really depressing." Jiu Ming forced a smile as he looked at half of his steaming body. It was all cold air from the evaporating frost, and where ice met fire, Jiu Ming felt as though that spot were being sliced apart by a laser cutter.
What the hell! He had only come into contact with a wisp of cold air, and it had caused consequences this severe. Wouldn't Yakumo Yukari's arms be completely ruined... huh, what was going on?
Jiu Ming's eyes widened as he stared at Yakumo Yukari's arms, which had already recovered considerably, looking like someone who could die without closing his eyes. Especially the frostbitten area he had touched earlier—it had now returned to its proper delicate softness. What the hell was this?!
"La~ It suddenly feels like a huge portion of the cold air here was drawn away by the little shopkeeper." Noticing Jiu Ming's gaze, Yakumo Yukari narrowed her eyes and smiled faintly. "Thank you, little shopkeeper."
"Fuck, don't come over!!" Seeing Yakumo Yukari about to press herself close, Jiu Ming was utterly alarmed. He had just wanted to say something hurtful to make her stay away, but the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down. Being vicious to someone he knew well was a little too difficult. "Hiss! Wait, wait until I catch my breath first!"
"Dream on! It's good to make this crafty yokai suffer a little." Sensing Jiu Ming's gaze, Kazami Yuuka stared straight into