But he just assumed they were trembling out of fear, and didn't think much of it.
Because of the angle,
Youzi Chef and the players could see what Ophelia couldn't—the enthralling expression of Natural Curl.
Sparks lit up in many people's eyes.
"No, that's not what I mean."
Youzi Chef dropped the gun in his hand, raised both hands, and walked forward, speaking sincerely.
"I mean, I'll be your hostage, please let my companions go."
Oh, is that it... life for a life, indeed...
Olivia became even more convinced that her judgment wasn't wrong.
However...
"Get away from me, you damn otaku!"
There was no way Natural Curl would let anyone take this hard-earned spot from him!
"Go home and hug your flat chested anime character, don't fight with me!"
"Damn!"
Exposed, Youzi Chef was furious, pointing at Natural Curl's nose and cursing.
"We fought this battle together, you bastard, trying to hog the benefits alone, huh? If we don't switch, no one leaves today!"
"Apologize!"
