Damn it, a bunch of immature kids discussing such things and getting all worked up about it! As if I, a young woman in her prime, don't even exist? Aren't they supposed to be shy?
Then again, how do I know so much about this strange stuff? And why do I suddenly feel the urge to lecture these two? It's clearly not like that; it should be like *this*, and *this*.
Jing Shu shook her head. I'm probably overthinking it.
Indeed, after being scolded, both of them sighed in unison. People always say that after the apocalypse, men can have countless women, one on each arm, they thought. Too bad we don't have the qualifications or the guts. We really envy those novel protagonists.
"I'm just practicing out of loneliness," Gold Dominator muttered, then fell silent. He felt frustrated, pitifully possessing abilities with nowhere to use them.
