"Fatty, Sister Barbara, are we still going to shop later?"
Wesley looked at the brother and sister sitting opposite him and asked.
"Don't look at me, look at my sister!" Billy shook his head and finished his ice cream in a few quick bites.
"Brother Wesley, let's not shop anymore! The weather is too hot, and my makeup is melting. When we have time, we can shop another day!"
Barbara smiled sweetly, her little hand fanning herself constantly.
"Alright, then let's rest for a while, and then head back!"
Wesley nodded, his hand involuntarily reaching towards the backpack on his back.
His body was here, but his mind was elsewhere; Wesley's thoughts were no longer on shopping, but on wanting to quickly take the incredibly precious beast egg back home.
Also, the changes in his Black Beast Space today made him feel as if his heart was being clawed by a cat; he couldn't calm down for a long time.
