That one sentence left Lynn completely stumped.
Lynn thought for a moment, then shamelessly widened his eyes and pinched his Monocle.
"Well, how do I put it? One, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, nine or whatever-of course I wouldn't mind those either. Isn't that how novels always go? After the badass protagonist fights his way through the world, he lives happily and shamelessly ever after with his one, two, three, four, seven, eight, nine confidantes and all that."
Lynn coughed.
"It feels a little weird saying it, but I just think it's fucking awesome."
With a comical expression, Lynn glanced off to one side.
Whoosh-
Zuo Zuo instantly lunged at him like a facehugger, o(≧口≦)o, but Lynn successfully anticipated the attack and caught his wildly flailing wrist with pinpoint precision.
"I knew it, you jerk!! You've been planning from the very beginning to hook up with seven, eight, nine pretty girls to fulfill that awful dream of yours, haven't you? You finally admitted it! You idiot!!"
Grinding his teeth, Lynn forced his left hand down with a series of cracking sounds, (〝▼皿▼).
"Hey, hey! This isn't your show! Don't suddenly jump up and butt in! Stupid hand!! Get back down and play dead! Or I'll pin you down and smack the hell out of you!!"
"I won't!"
"You will whether you like it or not!"
Crack, crack, crack-
At last, under Lynn's forceful suppression, Zuo Zuo was predictably subdued once again.
Lynn closed his eyes, then coughed after suppressing Zuo Zuo.
"Um... where were we? Little wives, right! Little wives! If Older Brother really had seven, eight, nine little wives, would you mind, Xiao Xiao?"
Xiao Xiao leaned closer, (✪ω✪).
"Why would I mind—if getting married means being together forever and ever—then if everyone marries Older Brother—everyone can be