"That's not the point."
Seeing Gu Ning's attention fixed between his legs, Barto gritted his teeth, his voice low as he grabbed her hand—the one pointing at his "tail"—and pulled it away.
He pulled her hand away, but Gu Ning's eyes were still glued to the spot.
The corner of Barto's mouth twitched. "...Are you done looking?"
Gu Ning finally tore her gaze away, her face a mask of shock. "Why is it... glowing too?"
As she spoke, she couldn't resist another glance.
'It's just so damn conspicuous,' she thought. 'Even if I try not to look, it glows and it's... rather prominent...'
Gu Ning gave up and just covered her eyes.
Barto grabbed her hands and pulled them down. "It's not the only part that glows!"
Gu Ning glanced down, then immediately slapped her hands back over her eyes. "It's pulsing!"
Barto: "..."
With a long reach, Barto snatched a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist.
Hearing the rustle of fabric, Gu Ning spread her fingers and peeked through the gaps—
