Amidst Inra's comforting words and the human woman's silent nod as she covered her nose, Tikkap nodded in response, "Yes, I understand, Lady Inra... but I'm still sorry to have troubled you."
There's nothing to apologize for...
Thinking this, Yinla looked at the tattered wooden figure and said, "It seems that I always see you practicing your boxing here when I pass by... Do you have a target you absolutely must defeat?"
Tikkaap: "No, combat training is just... a hobby of mine. Is that strange?"
"..."
There's nothing strange about that. If anything, it's strange that for Imra, having a hobby of working with lesser demons and goblins is even stranger. Besides... Faviginio's symptoms are much more severe than Tekkapan's!
Favignon's love of fighting is bordering on obsessive!
"I think it's fine, as long as you don't find it boring."
As Yinla spoke, he looked at Tikkap and said, "Do you feel out of place? After all, the other succubi have hobbies that are... normal succubi's hobbies."
If you feel out of place, there's definitely some truth to it...
"Hmm..."
Clearly, Tikkap's attitude conveyed Illa's answer.
"I see... I don't know if I should be the one to say things like 'don't worry about it'."
As Yinla said this, he returned from the edge of the terrace to the terrace, patted Tikkap on the shoulder, and said, "But at least I don't think it's bad, and you don't think it's bad either... so that's enough."
"What you like is what you should like; love what you love... that's all."
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