The Game Proposer Has the Final Say on the Rules (Continued)

Daiwa Scarlet studied Zhou Yuang's face with obvious amusement, smiling as she breathed warm air against him, trying to make him flustered.

"What a boring trainer. Can't you give me some kind of reaction?"

"..."

When Zhou Yuang neither struggled nor spoke, sitting there like a block of wood, Daiwa Scarlet grew a little annoyed.

But that was fine. However much he annoyed her, she would make him compensate her for it.

"I can't let Tachyon see a trainer who's such a block of wood. She'd never like someone with no sense of romance."

As she muttered, she brought her pretty face right up to his without the slightest hesitation.

Zhou Yuang got lipstick. Daiwa Scarlet got her trainer.

She was relentless.

This adorable junior admired Tachyon and had received plenty of affection from her, so she intended to repay Tachyon with action.

And how exactly did she plan to show her devotion?

She was putting it all into action: she would present Tachyon with a husband she herself approved of.

The fool kept breathing heavily through her nose, blowing her warmth across Zhou Yuang's face.

At the same time, she held him tight with both hands, leaving him no room to retreat.

Yet her movements were clumsy. She was neither as wild as McQueen nor as shamelessly practiced as Sunday Silence.

She claimed she was teaching Zhou Yuang, but it felt more like the two of them were learning together. Zhou Yuang even began to think he could turn the tables on her. But he couldn't.

Eishin Flash was standing right beside them, her hands folded elegantly as she watched in silence.

She neither interrupted nor stepped forward to claim a share. She simply watched her friend get on with it, like a supportive bestie.

She was perfectly calm