The Alchemy Girl

The number of times Lith has made Mayzin baffled was astounding. If she were to count, both hers as well as Lith's fingers won't be enough.

With how shameless the comment he just made was, Mayzin was considering whether to beat him up or throw him in a dungeon full of insects.

After careful consideration, she decided to let the matter go. This boy had worked hard. It wouldn't be appropriate to punish him for his loose tongue.

Mayzin shook her head and said, "If you're done talking, let's leave."

"Heh."

Lith walked close to Mayzin and stood an arm's length before her, then placed his hand on her shoulder.

"If I am done talking, you say? Well, I am not done talking then, aunt."

Mayzin rolled her eyes.

Lith took a step close to her and bending his knees a bit, lowered himself a head shorter.

"So… no kiss?"

Lith did his best pitiful puppy face he could muster and asked, making Mayzin's eye twitch.