Rinne

■■ had once told Qian Huanyue, "■, if you ever meet someone who treats you gently without holding anything back, then perhaps they will become someone very important to you someday."

..."Seal"...

Shiori's face physically turned bright red. Fine beads of sweat seeped from her temples. She pressed her lips tightly together, desperately suppressing the urge to cough, her shoulders trembling slightly from the restraint as she curled up like a boiled shrimp.

Qian Huanyue glanced at her with concern and surprise, then hurriedly turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it over.

Shiori gave Huanyue a grateful look, took the cup, and tipped her head back for a sip.

"Gwah!!!" Since the water was warm, the expression on Shiori's face became even more pained. She choked and began coughing violently, tears streaming down her face as her body shook uncontrollably.

Qian Huanyue patted her back, preventing her from choking on the water.

Shiori leaned against the wall with lifeless eyes, her lips and face turning an utterly unnatural red, like a primate's buttocks. If not for the spiritual power within her body—

She probably would have swollen up from the spiciness already.

Shiori—KO

"Sorry." Qian Huanyue only wanted to find a hat and pull it down hard over her face. She lowered her head apologetically.

Why did Shiori's house have chili sauce with such an insanely high concentration?!

(Kanazuki: Achoo—hehehehe, I'd really like the commander to discover this and punish me by making me drink it.)

Still unwilling to accept it, Qian Huanyue lightly licked the sauce left on the edge of the spoon.

The next second, she too went completely limp, defeated by the explosive heat.

"Huh? Huanyue, Shiori, are you making something delicious?" Tohka barged into the living room and headed for the dining