Exposed!

Fu Jiu turned, staring straight into a hypnotizing set of eyes that seemed to exude a sense of inviolability.

"Did you catch a cold yesterday, or are you feeling unwell somewhere?" The Almighty was still on the bed, his ears pressed against the pillow. His anime-like features were magnetising as dark wispy strands of hair landed on his forehead, the ends falling onto his lashes. Even the hotel air seemed more extravagant with his presence, emitting a light fragrance.

But… For him to be awake at this hour, things weren't looking bright.

She had just replied to a message by Sister Turtle and was about to look at the other @s…

Alright, those weren't all that important.

Her response was the main point, "With my good looks, of course I'm on top…"

She had originally assumed that the message would be drowned out by the sea of comments.

The Almighty might not be able to see it.