Section 197: City of Tears (1)_2

It's a pity, if she were a few years older, I wouldn't mind letting her take care of some of the normal physiological needs of our team.

Malin looked down at the half of the head and thought to himself, what's the deal with you, but after thinking about it... it's probably just the world's fault, this damn world, where it's not unusual for a fourteen-year-old girl to be a mother.

Turning the page—really, I once again confirmed my thoughts from yesterday, Wasp isn't just skinny, she's downright skin and bones. Despite being so small, she tries so hard just to earn five dollars from me, which gave me a sense of guilt for the first time. Goddess have mercy, maybe I should go and make a confession for atonement.

Malin's mouth twitched, and the half head, wrapped in spiritual energy, shot out from the tent and splattered against the wall.

Letting out a breath, Malin sighed once more—this damn world, these damn bastards.