She looked closely and saw three identical men wrestling with one another.
Paimon No. 2: "???"
Paimon No. 1 patted her shoulder with a world-weary expression, her tiny face full of stories.
"You'll get used to it." Her tone was like that of an old sailor who had weathered countless storms. "Wherever Mo Wang is, this sort of thing happens all the time."
"??? You call this all the time?!"
Paimon No. 2's voice cracked.
And while the two Paimons were muttering to each other, not far away, the three Mo Wangs finally stopped fighting among themselves for the moment.
Blonde Mo Wang pressed one down with each hand, forcibly separating Express Mo Wang and Store Manager Mo Wang, who were still glaring at each other.
"Can you two give it a rest already?" Blonde Mo Wang was covered in metaphorical black lines, his temples throbbing. "Isn't it just Lumine? It's not like you haven't seen her before."
The moment Store Manager Mo Wang heard that, he got worked up.
He struggled to break free from Blonde Mo Wang's grip, his face turning red.
"What do you mean, just Lumine? How is that the same?!"
He pointed at the golden-haired girl in the distance, looking utterly and righteously convinced.
"That's the Traveler version of Lumine! The obedient, cute, clingy version! Not that deadpan version on your side who spends all day wanting to stir up trouble!"
Express Mo Wang nodded like crazy beside him, nearly snapping his neck. "Exactly, exactly! You get what I mean, right?"
Blonde Mo Wang rolled his eyes.
Who was it again who'd said he wasn't a sister complex? And yet sure enough, the second they learned there was an obedient, adorable Lumine, every last one of them came running over all eagerly.
He could see