"You're a man??" Yi asked with a face full of horror.
In the chaotic interplay of lights, a pair of water-blue pupils looked at Yi and said with a flushed face, "Nope."
"Not?" Yi didn't believe it and pointed to the mysterious object he had just touched, asking, "Then what's this!"
The woman's smile became even more ambiguous, "Just what you're thinking, a detachable 'stick'! This is top-notch stuff, memory metal, that changes size and shape automatically in response to hormonal levels and also adapts to the environment. Feels great, wanna give it a try?"
"??" Yi felt his brain tie itself in knots right then.
"So... what you mean is... you're indeed a woman but you spent a lot of money to make yourself a high-tech stick, and when you want to be a man, you can be one?"
"Wrong, if you're being a man, shouldn't you be hitting on women? Why come after me?"