At the border between the Mezas estate and Arlam Village.
Fang Mo sat on a plastic food-stall chair, holding Beatrice in his arms, with a Cat girl standing on either side of him as he gazed into the distance.
"Damn, this Enma Blade feels fucking amazing..."
"You seem seriously ill."
Beatrice's cute little face had darkened. She was being nuzzled and petted by Fang Mo like a kitten. "Even if you come up with some meaningless name, it doesn't change the disgusting fact that you're into little girls. Could you take your hands off Betty?"
"Boom-tsk, boom-tsk..."
Fang Mo ignored her and started humming an inexplicable drumbeat instead.
"Damn it! Betty is talking to you!" Beatrice was clearly getting annoyed. She raised her little fist and punched him. "...Don't play dumb!"
"Fine, fine, fine."
Fang Mo was straightforward enough, directly pointing to the side. "Then go take Little Scarlet's place holding the popcorn, and let her sit on my lap..."
"Huh? Really?"
Little Scarlet on the left immediately perked up. "Wow, great! I want Master to hold me too!"
"...Never mind."
Beatrice glanced at her and did not move an inch from Fang Mo's lap. "No matter who gets switched out, you'll enjoy it anyway. There's no point."
"How can you do this?!"
Little Scarlet on the left immediately protested unwillingly. "That's unfair! I want to be the Enma Blade too!"
"..."
Beatrice helplessly rubbed her forehead at that. Ignoring Little Scarlet, she looked into the distance like Fang Mo. "Do you think he can overcome these difficulties?"
"He probably can."
Fang Mo's gaze was likewise fixed on the distance. He reached toward the huge bucket of popcorn Little Scarlet was holding, grabbed a few kernels, and tossed them into his mouth. "He's someone I, Fang, admire. Now that he's