"Look, doesn't it all make perfect sense?"
Yino stood with his hands behind his back, smiling confidently.
For a moment, though Jinyue felt unconvinced—as if she'd really become like a little dog by Yino's side—when she tried to argue back, she thought carefully and realized Yino was basically right.
All these years, She'd never considered that she might one day like someone, fall in love with someone, or curl up in someone's arms acting spoiled and wagging her tail...
But looking at it now, Jinyue really had been conquered by Yino's extremely clever methods.
In this world, besides Yino, probably no one else could have calculated Jinyue to this extent.
"Fine, you're right."
"But you already have two foxes, one silly deer, and you're raising one silly flower. Who knows, you might even raise a dumb bird later..."
"So Yino, can you please not adopt that completely uncultured wild raccoon?"
