"It's not small at all!" Dale stood with her hands on her hips, disgruntled:
"I've already defeated so many strong opponents in the arena!"
Lilia chuckled softly, reaching out to tidy Dale's tousled silver hair:
"In terms of combat ability, you are indeed strong. But the body's development follows its own rules, you can't rush it."
Dale pouted, unconvinced, but quickly replaced it with a sly smile:
"Lily sister, do you wish that our master would notice your beautiful body more?"
Lilia's face turned red instantly, the blush spreading to her ears as she waved her hands in panic:
"What nonsense are you talking about! The teacher is my guide, I have only respect and gratitude for him!"
"Really?"
A mischievous glint flashed in Dale's eyes as she exaggerated her usual tone mimicking Lilia's voice:
"'Teacher, do you need hot water?'
'Teacher, this dish has your favorite herbs.'
'Teacher, I have washed and ironed your robe.'
