"How do you like the surprise I prepared for you?"
Lolling casually at someone else's table and leaning in without a hint of self-awareness, Sister Bing planted her arm and a significant portion of her chest on my shoulder as she forcefully slapped my other shoulder like a buddy. She grinned as if this was some noteworthy accomplishment. Meanwhile, Uncle Zaku's expression had turned to stone, and Milia was cautiously poking at his waist, wondering if he would disintegrate into dust right then and there without reacting at all.
I was utterly stunned by an augmented platoon barging in just like a bandit raid, out of the blue.
"The surprise was enough, but the pleasure was none."
