Obviously in a very disheveled state, with messy hair and small wounds all over her body.
But she possessed this kind of magic, when she smiled sweetly at the camera, one couldn't help but think of a dirty yet sun-favored corner, where a glittering little kitten, with its soft and cute little face, deliberately put on a proud and mighty demeanor.
Thinking it looked so fierce and arrogant, not knowing that when it looks up at the camera, it's so soft and beautiful that people can't help but want to hold it in their hands and torment it until it meows helplessly in protest.
The barrage was silent for a moment.
[I can't be the only one with that thought, right?]
[I don't think you're alone.]
[You all are filthy! (Count me in)]
[A room full of scholars, all hemming and hawing.]
[You're all holding back, aren't you? I'm not saying either.]
[Something's wrong with you guys...]
[A bunch of beasts, the person is underage!]
[Damn, I'm even more excited.]
