Shami's body froze.
Those small feet, like playful fish, returned to him once again.
Shami couldn't reach out to grasp them in time, feeling the same soothing sensation from the left and right as his abdomen was surrounded by six small feet.
Shami widened his eyes as he looked at the three girls, whose ears were slightly red, chatting calmly in front of him.
Alright, alright, so this is how you play. Pretending to chat while beneath the water, you're having such a wild time.
Shami's two hands couldn't compete against six feet; for a moment, facing the request from six small feet for a touch, he didn't know how to allocate, so he could only touch each one in turn.
The Elf Maiden looked at Shami, the White-haired Maiden looked at Shami, and the Dragon Race Maiden also looked at Shami, their eyes all carrying a hint of 'why not keep playing?'
Shami furrowed his brows.
