Motan chuckled and rubbed the head of Ya Ya, feeling a bit down for not answering the question, and comforted, "It's okay, I'll ask Jadka and Master Guna later."
Ya Ya nodded vigorously, then suddenly showed a puzzled expression, looking somewhat blankly at the half-broken insect in her palm and muttered, "Woof... Why do I know it's called Woof Beetle?"
Motan smiled and casually said, "Could it be that you saw or heard it somewhere before? This thing is quite exquisite in design, so it's not surprising that you're interested."
"Ugh..."
Unexpectedly, Ya Ya suddenly let out a painful groan, and with a thud, she knelt on the ground, her eyes, which had silently turned bright red, glaring lowly, "No... it's not... not interested because it's exquisite... Woof Beetle is... ugh..."
The next second, an intense look of pain appeared on the girl's pretty face, and bright red nosebleed quietly dripped, splattering onto the ground.
"Stop!"
