She was Shizuka Hiratsuka!
Twenty-seven years old.
And single her entire life.
This was far too much excitement for her.
"That old hag."
Momoka Ayase couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Doing this right in front of Ms. Hiratsuka was just too embarrassing.
A moment later!
Seiko Ayase stepped back a few paces, lightly pursed her lips, and gave Lin Luo a sultry look before going off to prepare dinner.
She made sukiyaki.
It was hard to make this dish exceptionally delicious.
Making it taste bad was even harder.
"Mmm, this tastes pretty good."
Lin Luo gave it high praise.
Though it couldn't compare to Erina's cooking.
But he wasn't planning on leaving anyway. Who cared what he ate?
Late that night!
"Old hag, there aren't any ceremonies coming up, are there? Why did you put on the robes you wear when making offerings to God?"
Momoka Ayase watched Seiko Ayase admiring herself in the mirror, her expression growing strange.
"Who said there aren't any offerings to make?"
"We serve God anytime, anywhere, you know."
Seiko Ayase winked. "Oh, right. Take out what's in the cabinet on your right."
"Oh."
Only half understanding, Momoka Ayase instinctively opened the cabinet.
Then!
She froze.
P-pink?
Her pupils contracted sharply.
Was this old hag really that trendy?
"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and bring it here."
"O-okay."
Momoka Ayase picked it up. Looking at her fingers poking through it, she flushed bright red.
Pairing this thing with ceremonial robes was downright blasphemous to God.
What on earth was going through that old hag's head?
"You're too slow."
Seiko Ayase came over and slipped it on in no time.
It fit perfectly.
It was just... a little drafty.
Whoosh!
A cool breeze blew through the window.
Lin Luo sat in a chair.
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