"Well... never mind, this little flaw shouldn't be a big deal." Qishala glanced at Mitole's barren chest and sighed.
Mitole noticed Qishala's gaze and quickly pouted, raising her head, "Mitole can use magic to get bigger! But I have Lady Vivian's orders not to use magic for such meaningless things."
"Lady Vivian?" Qishala was stunned.
"Exactly!" Mitole put her hands on her hips and started vividly describing the instructions given by Lady Vivian: "Lady Vivian said that some people with impulsive, perverted thoughts in their head need a flat washboard to smooth out the wrinkles."
"..."
Vivian, I know you have some issues with these godly beings, but you can't teach kids this way.
Shen Sui internally grumbled, coughed twice to interrupt the conversation between the two maids.
Qishala looked at Shen Sui with slight panic: "Sorry, Master. I didn't notice you were back."
