Looking at Nan Tian with a twitching smile, Shiro tried her best to point towards what he was holding.
"Is that a wheelchair?" She asked as he nodded his head.
"This way I can help you move around for now since you're injured." Nan Tian smiled.
"I can see that and I appreciate the thought. But please, can you tell me why it's f*cking pink?" Shiro gestured at the pink wheelchair with flowers decorating the handle and wheels.
"What? I think it's pretty cute. Plus, you said that you were delicate right? I thought delicate women would like flowers." Nan Tian chuckled as Nimue nodded her head from within Shiro's mana realm.
'Don't join him!' Shiro retorted while trying to massage her eyes once more only to fail.
{Pft, my empress, I'd say you accept this gentleman's gift. He's quite caring after all.} Nimue laughed as Shiro felt a vein burst.
