"We do know each other, but I wouldn't say we're particularly close. At most, we're acquaintances."
Bai Ye replied.
"Is that so?"
Tatsumaki looked half-convinced. "Let me make this clear first: you're not allowed to lay a hand on my sister."
"I don't know what kind of 'laying a hand on her' you mean, but I won't do either."
Bai Ye was momentarily at a loss. "So, should I call your sister and have her come take you home?"
"You even have Fubuki's phone number? Since when do mere acquaintances exchange contact details...?"
Tatsumaki's pretty face turned cold. "When even I haven't..."
Her voice abruptly cut off, prompting Bai Ye to ask, "Even you haven't what?"
"Nothing!"
Tatsumaki immediately changed the subject. "Anyway! I don't have the strength to fly home right now, and I don't want anyone coming to pick me up."
She seemed to be dropping another hint for Bai Ye.
"So you mean you want me to take you home?"
Bai Ye finally understood what Tatsumaki was trying to say.
Most importantly, Tatsumaki was at her weakest right now. With his strong sense of responsibility, he couldn't actually leave her here alone.
Then another possibility occurred to Bai Ye. "Or will you have enough strength after resting a little longer?"
"..."
Tatsumaki said nothing. She simply stood directly in front of Bai Ye, as though waiting for something.
Seeing this, Bai Ye seemed to understand.
"Then pardon me..."
With that, Bai Ye scooped up Tatsumaki's light, petite body in another classic bridal carry. After all, this was actually the most natural and convenient way to hold her.
He could barely feel her weight, but the sensation against his hands was unmistakable. Her body felt soft and supple, as though it had no bones.
Although Tatsumaki held both