Riiip-
"Wait!"
By the time Firstborn turned around, it was already too late. His face drained of color, but he could no longer stop him.
With the sharp rip of his belt tearing apart, Lin En grabbed both sides of his robe with the resolve of a man facing death, closed his eyes, and thrust out his chest, flinging his robe wide like a creepy middle-aged man flashing a high school girl.
Rustle-
His pants dropped on cue.
A pair of pale, slender legs emerged from beneath his robe.
"Can you see clearly now?"
Eyes closed and head held high, Lin En gripped his robe with impassioned, death-defying resolve, exposing everything underneath.
"I'm a man of taste, just like you. I'm sorry I lied to you before, but I really am a man. No, perhaps you could call me a creature known as a little futa. In any case, I'm not the kind of girl you think I am."
"If you don't believe me, I'll give it a little swing."
And so he gave it a little swing.
"..."
A deathly silence settled over the surroundings.
He heard nothing from Firstborn, but a moment's thought told him why. The truth was cruel. After all, this guy had always wanted him to bear his children. Now that the truth was right in front of him, it was perfectly normal for him to struggle to accept it.
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked toward Firstborn.
"Now you should understand..."
But his expression instantly froze.
Because he immediately discovered that the guy had his eyes closed.
Just like when Lin En had toyed with him during their first meeting, he was facing him with his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Clearly, he had taken emergency evasive action the instant Lin