Lilly...
No, please... I beg you, don't!
Josh stuck out his tongue, his eyes rolling back for a moment.
Damn it...
In a fit of anger, he reached out and pulled out a ritual blade.
He wildly stabbed at bootlicker, hitting him right in the waist.
Bootlicker furious, "I'll strangle your throat!"
Josh replied, "I'll gut your waist!"
They wrestled together, a chaotic tangle of limbs, chasing and escaping, waist for the waist.
Josh had made the ritual blade himself. Originally, he had intended to make a ritual sword, but it was too long to fit in his backpack.
So he improvised, making it shorter, and it became a ritual blade.
With a direct stab, he managed to seize the bootlicker's waist.
He was stunned: "Do ghosts even have waists?"
Aren't ghosts just a mass of bad aura? A floating specter? How could they have waists?
Bootlicker: "My waist... Give me back my waist!"
Josh: "Release my throat... Let go!"
Lilly remained silent.
Even she was shocked.
What kind of plot twist was this? Who would have thought that Josh would conquer his opponent by seizing their waist for the first time he captured a ghost?
The corners of Lilly's mouth twitched uncontrollably, finally understanding why Pablo always had a twitching corner of his mouth.
The ghosts who had quietly peeked out to watch the commotion were also astonished.
The harem spirit was shocked, "This... It's seizing a man's lifeblood!"
Ghost bride replied, "Harem, you're talking nonsense! A man's lifeblood isn't their waist!"
Harem spirit curious, "Hmm? Explain further."
Weakling spirit gave them each a punch, "Shut up!"
Unlucky ghost, with a face full of exasperation, said, "I can't believe you two can even make out colors from just watching."
Harem spirit looked puzzled: "What colors? I don't understand. What are you talking about?"
Unlucky ghost fell silent.
In the small garden, Josh and the bootlicker fought fiercely, kicking up clouds of dust. Amidst the haze, only glimpses of Josh's occasional face and bootlicker's protruding waist could be seen.
"Submit! I'm asking if you submit!" Josh grinned, gripping the waist tightly.
Bootlicker was furious, "...Damn it..."
Would he dare to say he submitted?
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