Chapter 113
“Me too.”
Rosica smiled with her blue eyes. Tarantula mirrored her, looking down at her lips with a relaxed grin.
“I missed you.”
“You mean to say you wanted to kill me, right?”
“Mm, no.”
Tarantula shook his head as he wrapped his arms around Rosica’s waist.
“Why would I?”
“That’s a relief then.”
Rosica closed the distance and hugged Tarantula tightly. The sound of their breath overlapped as they were so close that their chests were touched. Suddenly, Tarantula cackled and whispered to her.
“My cute little Viper… did you think that the shaman would be here?”
The smile on Rosica’s face disappeared without a trace upon hearing the mocking question.
“Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!”
Tarantula started to laugh uncontrollably, holding onto his stomach. The fact that he had flustered Rosica, who was always relaxed, sent him into ecstasy.
“Is it fun?”
“Ah…”
Tarantula smiled, wiping a tear away with his index finger.
“…Yes, very much so.”
“Where’s the shaman?”
