[How long have you been single?] [Irregular, how can you ask about your age as soon as you come up?] [So it is?] [Seventeen... Forget it, 987 years.] [?Is this... so exaggerated... I'm afraid this is a world record, and only you can break it yourself.] Aikawa Yusheng touched his chin and thought for a while, and looked behind him. The witch master was guiding the witch's apprentice, how to rub the best proportion of witch's happy fire, which may make him most painful but not hurt his body. The girl who should have been cold blushed while taking notes. The sister and sister snuggled together, one knitted a scarf for him in winter, the other knitted the remaining gloves and hoods, and the smile on his face was filled with sweetness. The naughty monster girl was still pestering the lady and whispering crooked ideas, blowing on her left.