"Ah—! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Let go already!"
Zhuang Xiaolin shouted and shoved away Lyudmila's hand, which was pressing down on his shoulder.
"What? You didn't like it?"
Lyudmila looked at Zhuang Xiaolin expressionlessly. Clearly, she had applied that much force on purpose.
"You call that a massage? You're torturing me!"
Zhuang Xiaolin rubbed his reddened, swollen shoulder and glared at Lyudmila.
"Little Brother Zhuang, we came to visit you..."
Just then, an energetic girl's voice came from outside the shop. Zhuang Xiaolin had no time to think and turned to look.
Exusiai was carrying a huge bag and happily greeting him, but the moment she looked beside Zhuang Xiaolin, her entire body froze.
"What's wrong, Exusiai?"
Texas slowly walked over from the street behind Exusiai. Seeing Exusiai standing there in a daze, Texas stepped forward and asked with concern.
"You... you. I never thought you were this kind of person."
"Hey! No, listen to my explanation..."
"Explain what? She's wearing a maid outfit and a collar. Can't you two adults show a little restraint? Playing so wildly in front of us energetic young girls."
Exusiai spoke rapidly in a voice that sounded on the verge of tears. She even wiped at the corners of her eyes with her hand, trying to squeeze out a few tears from the nonexistent ones.
"That's enough, Exusiai."
Texas sighed and cut off Exusiai's rapid chant.
"Tell us. What exactly is going on here?"
For some reason, whenever Texas saw the Lupo girl beside Zhuang Xiaolin, dressed in a maid outfit and wearing a collar, she felt an inexplicable heat rising within her.
Lungmen wasn't even that hot at this time of year, so why did she feel this strange heat?
Texas pondered this inwardly while staring at the woman standing beside