**"Oh god,"** Ming Ji groaned again, rubbing his forehead. **"I knew I should never have agreed to this."**
**"Too late!"** Zixu said gleefully, tossing two identical bunny suits at them.
Jin caught it with a scowl. **"If I find out you made these for us—"**
**"I did,"** Han Xing admitted.
**"I also bought matching bunny ears,"** Zixu added gleefully.
"No."
Jin dropped the suit like it was cursed.
**"Not happening. Not now, not ever. I'm drawing the line."**
Ming Ji looked at his own bunny ears—fluffy, pink, with a tiny black nose—and groaned again.
**"We were doomed from the start,"** he muttered.
Zixu leaned back with a smirk. **"Come on… you both said *deal*. Honor among shadow warriors?"**
Han Xing nodded sagely. **"A promise is a promise."**
Jin narrowed his eyes at Ming Ji. **"...if I do this…"**
Ming Ji braced himself.
"...what?"
Jin's lips curled into something dangerous—something *vindictive*—
and whispered:
**"You're singing lead."**
