Chapter 238: Registration (1)
“Ahhhhhhh.”
I exaggerated a bit, pretending to be in pain just because it felt nice to be held in Hwa-eun’s arms.
From behind, Hwa-eun gently brushed my forehead and asked with concern in her voice,
“So-ryong, does it hurt? Should I apply more Golden Wound Balm? Or use some more Paralysis Powder? If the wound is serious, you might get a fever. Do you feel any heat?”
And the kids, riled up by my pretend moaning, went up to the heads of the Blood Cult’s squad leader and deputy leader, tapping them with their antennae and front legs to scare them.
– Tssrrrr!
– Kisha!
Hyang had wrapped itself around them like a rope, jaws wide open as if ready to bite down at any second.
Yoha placed one of her dejected-looking front legs on top of one woman’s head.
Blood trickled from the squad deputy’s forehead.
“Hiiieeek!”
Maybe the kids were upset about me getting hurt—taking turns scaring the two women senseless.