Little Jig's attention was easily diverted, and he cried out happily.
"Yeah, yeah..."
Adam nodded at Little Jig with a wry smile.
Then Little Jig turned his gaze back to Barn, looking apologetic.
"Sorry, Master Barn. I forgot you couldn't see..."
Barn gave a perfunctory nod, though the dark lines on his forehead scarcely faded...
"But... but I really want to know."
To Barn's surprise, Jig still hadn't let it go. He pointed over there again as he asked.
Thwack!
"Ow! That hurt! Lia, what was that for?!"
Jig had been smacked. He looked at Lia, his attacker, with an aggrieved expression...
"Little brat, that's called a bra! Women wear them. Why are you asking about that?"
"Huh? Do you wear one too, Lia?"
Despite the bump already rising on his head, Jig tempted fate and asked another question...
Thwack!
"Of course I do! Look if you don't believe me, you brat!"
As expected, Lia smacked Jig again. What she did next, however, caught everyone by surprise. She actually reached for her clothes and made to pull them down...
Every man nearby turned his head toward them...
"Hey, hey! Lia!"
Thankfully, Adam stopped her in time, wrapping his arms around her and smiling apologetically at everyone nearby.
"What are you doing?! Why are you taking a kid seriously?"
Adam hissed into Lia's ear.
"That little brat actually said my chest was small!"
Lia still looked ready to fight.
"All right, all right. They're just the right size. I like them a lot, so stop making a fuss."
Seeing that Lia refused to let it go, Adam had no choice but to whisper in her ear.
As the saying went, what was this thing called love? There was always someone who could tame you. The moment Adam finished speaking, Lia went