Valentina, thinking she was too heavy, shyly lifted her head a little from Fisher's embrace and looked at him with a pitiful expression,
"Is it... because I'm too heavy, or..."
Fisher just glanced down at the petite girl who clung to him wholeheartedly in his embrace and dared not look anymore, for fear that one careless glance would throw him into a state of hunger. He turned his eyes away emotionlessly and said,
"Yeah, a little."
Upon hearing this, Valentina puffed up her cheeks and couldn't help but pound Fisher's chest with her little fists, like she was massaging him; the action was light, but Fisher's breathing grew heavier. Emhardt, with a dead fish look in his eyes on his shoulder, glanced at Valentina in his arms and immediately exclaimed,
