'Moo (tsk tsk tsk)'
Just when Leon was startled by the shy and tender expression of the mare-headed lady, hesitating whether to request a bed change, the old yellow cow, who witnessed the scene, showed interest and mooed twice.
'Moo moo~ (You're in luck, she's quite the rare beauty~)'
'?!!'
No... What about your horse?
'Moo moo moo moo (Look at her sleek fur, the broad shoulder line, strong limbs, round hips, and hard hooves... It's wonderful. If you could accompany such a beautiful lady, galloping side by side on the plains, it would be a dreamlike enjoyment)'
"?!!!"
'Aren't you exaggerating a bit?'
Feeling a bit numb from the old yellow cow's sudden burst of passion, Leon couldn't help but remind:
'Let's not even talk about the difference between beasts and beastmen, you're not even the same species! Even if you were a donkey, I wouldn't say anything, but you're a cow! The relationship between cows and horses...'
