The air instantly froze. Only the faint patter of leftover drizzle and their breathing could be heard.
Lucas frantically shook his head, face going pale.
"N-no! I didn't sniff it! Not at all!"
In the corner of his eye, the panel popped up again, already rolling on the floor laughing.
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[AAAAAWWWWW~
C'mon King, just admit it already.
You're a natural-born world-class sniffer.
Two days unwashed, that "vintage" aroma… you definitely took one long, deep breath before screaming, right?
Still remember it crystal clear, don't you?
( ˘ ³˘)♥ ]
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Lucas felt like he was being attacked from both sides: Liona in front of him, the system inside his head. He just opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water.
Silvara, who had been pretending not to hear until now, suddenly got curious too. She shot Lucas a half-suspicious, half-disbelieving side-eye.
"…You really didn't sniff it?"
"NO!!!" Lucas practically wailed.
