"I'm fucking..."
Seeing this whole crowd of sword girls chattering and making a racket, Fang Mo started getting a headache.
Although he had made all of them himself, as their numbers gradually increased, their personalities seemed to be growing more and more like his own.
Not every sword girl loved pulling pranks and stirring up trouble, but practically none of them were sane...
There was the endless feud between Manyullyn and Prank Scythe, Laevateinn the king of instigators, Shi Zhenxiang's bizarre cooking shack, Sea Demon Sword Tethys with her venomous mouth, the scheming Clausola, lazy little Cotton Moon, the Star Eater Shovel with her strange eating habits, and the jade-green dagger corrupted by all her seniors... They always managed to make Fang Mo see black at the most unexpected moments.
Like right now.
Fang Mo was leading this whole bunch of living fathers up the stairs.
Yet less than ten minutes in, Cotton Water Moon suddenly reached out and tugged on the corner of Fang Mo's clothes.
"?"
Fang Mo instinctively turned around.
"I'm so tired... I'm about to collapse from exhaustion. Even walking side by side is exhausting..."
Little Cotton Moon complained miserably, then spread her arms where she stood. "Master, I can't go on anymore. Please carry me up."
"Quit making trouble."
Fang Mo picked her up off the ground with one hand and lectured her. "Stop acting like you don't have any bones. All you do is lie around in bed every day..."
"Uweh, but I'm cotton~~"
Not only did she not struggle, she even smiled sweetly at Fang Mo. "Since I'm cotton, of course I don't have bones. So it's perfectly understandable for me to lie in bed all day."
"...Six."
Fang Mo had no idea how to retort, but he really did spoil these little