"What on earth are they up to?"
Momousagi looked at Chaton in confusion, only to find him staring at her thighs with drool running down his chin. She snorted in disgust, raised her voice, and snapped, "Chaton, do you have any idea what's going on? Is this the time to daydream?"
Chaton jolted awake and hurriedly wiped his mouth. His behavior was ridiculous, and he was ugly to boot, but his love for Momousagi ran deep.
Whenever he went on a mission with Momousagi, his eyes stayed on her from start to finish. In his heart and in his eyes, she was the only one who mattered.
His devotion was almost astonishing.
No matter how many times Momousagi rejected him or how much she disliked him, Chaton did not care. Even when she drew her sword on him, he stuck to her like a plaster and refused to budge.
His gaze was greedy and possessive, too, as though he were certain she would be his.
By now, Chaton had confessed to Momousagi dozens of times. Like Sakuragi in Slam Dunk, he had been rejected every single time. The springtime of love had yet to arrive for him.
"Oh? What did you just say?"
Momousagi looked ready to spit fire and had even drawn Kompira. Chaton gave her a shameless grin and asked again.
"Hmph. Do you see that? Ye Chen isn't attacking or leaving. What on earth is he up to?" Momousagi asked coldly.
The sight of Chaton infuriated her every time, but she knew his feelings for her were sincere. For all his relentless persistence, she could not bring herself to hate him.
Chaton turned to look at Ye Chen and shook his head. "I'm not certain, but I think he's toying with us."
Momousagi stamped her foot. "That's