Even if the road ahead is a thorn-covered, treacherous path, I'll endure the pain and keep moving forward.
Quinna, forgetting her shyness at that moment, rushed to the experiment table, watching the girl's cheeks gradually turn rosy, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
As she relaxed, the fabric tightened across her chest nearly burst open, making a dangerous ripping sound.
"Oh oh oh!"
Fortunately, she reacted in a hurry halfway through, preventing herself from completely embarking on the path of becoming a flasher.
To cover her embarrassment, Quinna diverted the topic by asking the two watching her, "But, Teresa is just a child…"
She's still so young, has she really thought through what this choice means?
"What's wrong with being a child? Weren't you once a child too?"
Herbert smiled and asked, "What were you thinking about when you were young? Didn't you have goals you wanted to achieve?"
"I, uh… you're right." Quinna blinked and obediently closed her mouth.
