Ars did not seem pleased about it, but that was only his attitude, not his way of speaking.
He had also been a bit rougher in speech before, but now he showed some signs of softness, which was something Qiong Xing welcomed.
"Really, you don't have to be so formal. This isn't a school, or a church, and certainly not a castle. There's no need to be so stiff when talking with family or friends, right? I'd be happy if we could be mindful of each other when needed, but also smile and say whatever we want."
"Of course, you can also call me big brother like the other children. I'd be very happy to have a cute little sister like you."
"W-what are you saying!?"
Tasha turned bright red, flustered, looking exactly like a girl her age.
"Then can I call you grandpa instead—"
"That's enough of that."
His faintly hopeful suggestion was cut off immediately, rejected on the spot.
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