Two children lay in the hot spring, sleeping quietly.
The sun was already high when birdsong drifted through the mountain forest, waking the sleeping little girl.
The little girl stretched in the hot spring and slowly opened her eyes.
She glanced at her body, which had regained its human form, and smiled in satisfaction. Then she turned toward the little boy still sleeping beside her and was left rather speechless.
The little girl slowly rose and swam to the little boy's side. Raising her tender little hand, she shook his arm and called in a childish voice, "Su Mo, wake up!"
The little boy swatted her hand away, smacked his lips twice, and went on sleeping.
Frowning, the little girl looked at him, then reached out again and slapped his little face hard a few times.
Yet the little boy seemed unable to feel any pain at all. Half asleep, he swatted her little hand away and continued sleeping.
The little girl was rather unhappy now. She glanced over his bare body floating on the water. After a moment's thought, she raised her tender little hand and delivered a fierce flick to a certain spot...
"Owww!"
The little boy woke instantly, opening both eyes and covering his most vulnerable spot with his hands as he howled in pain.
The little girl gave him a haughty look and pursed her little lips. "That's what you get for not getting up..."
The little boy still seemed unable to shake off his daze completely. He merely clutched that spot, trembling uncontrollably all over.
The little girl glanced at him, then looked away. After a long while, seeing that his face was still twisted in pain, she turned back in puzzlement and asked curiously, "Does it really hurt that much?"
The little boy seemed