Boost

"B-Brother?" Primula was taken aback when she saw her brother walk out with a blank face.

She ran up to him with a worried face and grabbed his hand. "Brother! Brother! Are you okay?"

Varian's eyes remained lifeless.

"Brother, don't be like this! Please!" Primula's eyes started to water and her voice cracked.

"Please, please! I'll be good! I won't talk back anymore!" She brought his hand to cup her cheek and pleaded. "You can pull my cheeks any time! I won't complain!"

There wasn't even a shred of reaction.

Primula's lips trembled in anxiety. "Say something! Please! Brother, I'm scared!"

The little girl shook the young man, hoping to elicit a reaction. She beat him with her tiny fists, pulled his hand.

He didn't flinch, groan or retort. Like a soulless body, he just stood.

Primula's tears broke out as she grew anxious and in desperation, she said. "B-Boost! I'll give you the boosts!"

It shouldn't even work.