It's okay. If you won't grow, you can always try to chop my ankles down later so that we're the same. I'll fight back, of course~

[ hong lu, whose face is lit up in five different colours by now, and who is still scruffing a cat, is merely pleased to be the first sacrificial lamb in this long line of extremely inadvisable behaviour and lean in.

he opens his mouth obediently. ]

Ah~