"What do you mean, turning into a big sweet potato? Does it mean getting bigger?"
Instinctively ignoring Muzan's scolding, she lowered her head to look at the peaks. Up close, they looked like a river?
The latter remark had put her in a foul mood, especially since Anko felt that "big sweet potato" was a derogatory term.
As for what exactly it meant, Anko looked at Muzan, wanting an explanation from him.
"It means... tonnage... not what you think, flat as a board."
"Bastard!"
Immediately understanding, Anko wanted to rush over and teach him a lesson. But how could her speed compare to Muzan's? With a turn, he reached out and pressed a hand onto Anko's head.
To keep her from crashing into the equipment, especially now that the experiment was showing promising results, he pinned her onto a bench. Their difference in height made for an oddly cute contrast.
Anko stared at Muzan's waist. No matter how she tried to rise, she could not stand up.
Just then, Mari hurried over and happened to see the scene, as though she had discovered some earth-shattering secret.
"Sorry for interrupting!"
The sound of the laboratory door slamming shut made the slow-witted Anko immediately realize what had happened. She punched Muzan in the chest.
"Bastard, go explain it to her properly!"
The moment she turned away, she did not dare look at Muzan at all.
It had been such a simple misunderstanding, yet someone had seen it!
Muzan's face darkened. He packed up his things and walked straight out. Looking at Mari hiding in the corner and Anko on the other side, he called out.
"Stop letting your imaginations run wild!"
After calming down, Mari realized something had been off about what she had just seen. Given Muzan's attitude toward Anko, nothing