Heh, men!
"..." Herbert gritted his teeth, his face twitching slightly.
Tsk.
Shut up, don't mess around!
What time is it, and you're messing around now?
["Whimper."]
Herbert listened to Nenasha's playful pretend crying, feeling helpless.
Getting stuck with a teammate like this is really bad luck.
He really wanted to have a good, intense argument with Nenasha at this moment.
But unfortunately, time doesn't allow it, and the occasion isn't right either.
In the end, his full frustration turned into a consoling sentence.
"Stop it, be good... also, it's not that I don't like you!"
Nenasha seemed surprised that Herbert would actually play along with her mischief at this moment, pausing for a moment.
Then, upon sensing his tension and unease, she felt a bit guilty and softly replied.
["...Mm."]
This soft whisper echoed in Herbert's heart, as he faintly sensed the rich complexity of emotions in it.
