"Mengmeng, what are you doing?"
Holding Poseidon in her arms, Su Ya poked her head out and curiously studied Li Meng, who was sprawled over a large rock, scribbling away furiously. Her tone held a hint of curiosity. "—Making up homework? Want a Firefly Beetle?"
Though summer had arrived, the sky was already somewhat dim around six o'clock.
Li Meng looked up, rubbed her wrist, glanced at the grayish-white sky overhead, then lowered her head to look at the densely packed clauses she had listed on the parchment. In the end, she shook her head.
"No need. I'm almost done writing."
She first declined her friend's kind offer, then added, "Besides, I'm not doing homework! I finished today's homework ages ago... Otherwise, would my cousin have let me come out and play with you?"
"Not play with me—play with her!"
Su Ya raised one of Poseidon's paws and corrected Li Meng's mistaken view. Then she glanced at the parchment atop the boulder again. "—So what exactly are you writing? If I'd known you were this busy, I would've gone wandering around with Maodou!"
Hearing someone mention his name.
Not far away, the gray-furred Doggy lounging lazily amid the bushes perked up one ear. Once he confirmed there was nothing more, that ear quickly drooped again.
Of course, he was not neglecting his duties. Though he looked somewhat lazy, his head remained turned toward the two Little Witches, ensuring Poseidon never left his line of sight.
"The Monarchist Faction Charter!"
Li Meng's voice carried a trace of chill in this warm season.
"The... the Monarchist Faction Charter?"
Su Ya painstakingly chewed over the strange term she had just heard, utterly baffled. She understood every word Li Meng had said, but when put together, they made no sense to her. Similarly, Poseidon's