"What's with you?"
Seele's brows drew together as her gaze kept shifting between Luka and the Dream Tapir.
"You seem to have a special dislike for that little cutie in your arms."
"Where did it come from, anyway?"
Yan Huan answered:
"That's a Dream Tapir. I got it for him from the Divisional Head of the Alchemy Commission. It's really rare."
"What's the Alchemy Commission? And what's a Divisional Head?" Seele asked.
"Think of the Alchemy Commission as the Lower District, and the Divisional Head as the leader of Wildfire."
"Then it must be pretty valuable." Seele blinked.
Luka scratched his head sheepishly, then hurriedly tightened his hold on the muscular creature.
"Doctor Ling Sha lent it to me specially to treat my anxiety..."
"Maybe I'm just strange, but I don't think this Dream Tapir is... as cute as you all say."
"Even if you don't find it cute, isn't your reaction a bit much?" Yan Huan walked over to Luka and pinched the muscular fellow's armpit hair.
"Coochie-coochie-coo~"
At Yan Huan's teasing, the muscular fellow thrashed violently in Luka's arms and burst into raucous laughter again.
"Gahahahaha!!!"
He seemed to be acting spoiled, flailing all four limbs. Luka felt the strain at once. Even with the arm strength he had built up over years of boxing, he nearly lost his grip.
Seeing Luka's hands tremble, Seele pointed it out.
"Luka, don't tell me you can't even hold it."
"W-what? Of course I can!"
Gritting his teeth, Luka hoisted the leering, giant-baby-like muscular fellow higher and held him firmly in his arms.
"Hahaha... He was just wriggling, and I let him slip a little."
"Don't worry! Since Doctor Ling Sha went to the trouble of lending him to me, I'll take good care of him..."
"But you look like you're