Su Ming was firmly grabbed from both sides by the two women. Seeing Bobo's ambiguous, strange look, he helplessly rolled his eyes.
"Stop messing around. Why are you looking for her? Go back already."
The Hundred Flowers Armor acquired from the Brotherhood of the Shield was exquisitely crafted. The metal flowers on its shoulder and breastplates looked lifelike, and it made Gin smell wonderfully fragrant, as though its wearer were standing amid a sea of flowers.
Perhaps every knight dreamed of fighting their arch-nemesis to their heart's content in an endless field of flowers?
Gin looked at him with a faint smile and drew the sword at her waist partway from its scabbard before sliding it back in with a swish. "What am I doing? Naturally, I'm going to 'have a talk' with my new little sister."
"Didn't you say you didn't mind?"
Su Ming glanced at Gin, then patted Magik on the head, telling her to move the ape away so he would not get to enjoy the show. Yet Magik did not let go at all. She seemed to be plotting something herself, her eyes constantly shifting.
"I can't let you bring every pretty vase you find into the house, can I? I'm the mistress of this family. At the very least, I need to know whether she's a qualified warrior."
Gin spoke as though it were perfectly natural. She had probably rushed over in too much of a hurry, though, because a stray lock flattened by sleep still stuck up from her head.
Su Ming sighed and ordered Strangle to push them aside. He walked to the table, picked up Little Lucky Ape, and turned him around to face the wall before turning back to speak to the two women.
"Now isn't the right time. Jean, go