“Are you going to pick one?”
Wooheon placed the long-bodied weasel directly onto the notebook.
The weasel sniffed at the pages, carefully examining each sentence as he inched across the text, before finally pressing his small, round nose against a line.
[If you’re too stressed before going after the Wan-In Sect, it would hinder the outcome of our task. Wouldn’t it be better to relieve it with me?]
[Teach me how to have sex!]
The weasel pressed his nose against the page, but it ended up somewhere ambiguous, right between two lines.
Wooheon propped his chin in his hand, eyeing it with a smirk.
“I think ‘Teach me how to have sex!’ suits you better, Mr. Lee.”
“...!”
The weasel immediately scrambled to reposition himself, clearly trying to indicate that wasn’t his choice.
But Wooheon had already made up his mind.
“Then I’ll teach you. But first, turn back into a human, Mr. Lee.”
Yueul tried to bolt, but Wooheon pinned him onto the bed with a firm hand.
