In the end.
Logan still didn't help Little Jade Spirit.
After all, he had only wanted to stop Fang Mo from messing around, not... go crazy alongside this bunch of sword girls.
He had thought Fang Mo was a pervert and these weapons had been forced into taking human form for business, but now Logan finally understood. He was the only victim here.
This splitting headache was driving him insane.
So very quickly.
He found an excuse, slammed the door, and left.
As long as Fang Mo didn't destroy the world, he couldn't be bothered to interfere.
"Boss, my boss..."
After Logan left, Little Jade Spirit dropped to her knees in the living room like a defeated golden retriever. "Damn it, I was here first..."
"Your boss was great, but he's mine now."
The black-haired girl nearby glanced at her. Two tails crossed around Fang Mo's wrist as she spoke calmly. "There's nothing to be done about it. After all... who told our boss to love pulling pranks so much?"
"You damned Prank Scythe!"
Little Jade Spirit glared at her through gritted teeth, then looked miserably at Fang Mo. "Boss, look at me too. I've got tricks too—I can bite a lighter..."
"..."
Fang Mo ignored her.
At that moment, he was studying the two cat tails wrapped around his wrist.
The tails belonged to the black-haired girl before him... or rather, she could also be called the Prank Scythe.
Unlike the pair of black cat ears atop her head, her two cat tails were also covered in black fur, but near their tips, they shifted into a gemstone-like sea-blue gradient.
They really were pretty.
But Fang Mo wasn't concerned only with their appearance.
That clear, glimmering blue texture reminded Fang Mo of certain details from her original form.
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