Chongyun glances between Monts and the dildo. Dildo, Monts, dildo, Monts, dildo, Monts. Suspicion is still etched between his brows, lips pursed in a thin line, but he finally, finally relents. She’s right—the demoness clearly isn’t here, which could very well mean she’s getting away.
So, he finally nods. Fine. But did Monts think her win would come without consequences? ]
We should take it with us. Maybe if we have it, it’ll lure her to us.
[ He looks at Monts expectantly. She didn’t want him to pick it up, so she’s going to have to be the one to take it and carry it around outside instead, right?
All their nosy onlookers don’t know whether to laugh or cry. ]
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Chongyun glances between Monts and the dildo. Dildo, Monts, dildo, Monts, dildo, Monts. Suspicion is still etched between his brows, lips pursed in a thin line, but he finally, finally relents. She’s right—the demoness clearly isn’t here, which could very well mean she’s getting away.
So, he finally nods. Fine. But did Monts think her win would come without consequences? ]
We should take it with us. Maybe if we have it, it’ll lure her to us.
[ He looks at Monts expectantly. She didn’t want him to pick it up, so she’s going to have to be the one to take it and carry it around outside instead, right?
All their nosy onlookers don’t know whether to laugh or cry. ]