"Wulu wulu—let go of me!" Paimon No. 1 was being pulled so hard she could barely speak clearly, her tiny hands and feet flailing wildly in the air.
"No! Today I'm going to make sure you learn what happens when you casually flex like that!"
Just like that, the two Paimons started brawling, rolling back and forth through the air. You pulled my face, I yanked your hair—the scene descended into total chaos for a while.
Lumine sighed helplessly and was just about to step forward to break them up—
"All right, all right. You're both hurt, so don't move around so much. Be careful, or the wounds might scar~"
A gentle voice rang out, carrying a bit of concern and amusement.
Lumine turned to look and saw that at some point, a pink-haired girl had walked up beside them. She held two bottles filled with pink liquid and handed them to Philins and Lumine respectively.
The girl had smooth, long pink hair that shone softly in the sunlight. Her features were so delicate she looked like someone from a painting, and her eyes were gentle with a trace of slyness.
She wore a simple dress, yet somehow gave off an indescribable elegance.
"Here, drink this~" she said with a smile, her voice sweet.
Lumine blankly took the bottle, instinctively said "thank you," then suddenly came back to her senses.
She looked warily at the unfamiliar beautiful girl in front of her. "Wait, who are you?"
The pink-haired girl tilted her head, showing a puzzled expression. Somehow, that mannerism felt strangely familiar. "It's me. Mimi."
Lumine's eyes went as wide as bronze bells.
"No, no, no!" She waved her hands again and again, her whole body feeling wrong, almost throwing away the bottle in her hand. "Mimi is clearly a