Momo and Zoe seemed to be scolding me for kissing them so suddenly. It was as if it was something I normally do when I meet women.
"I don't kiss women I don't know, and I only kiss women I know, you know..." I said firmly to straighten out the problem in front of me.
"That's the problem, my Monarch. You're so charming that you even managed to attract the attention of a female weapon!" Momo snapped, suppressing the embarrassment that filled her face.
Her lips, which I had just kissed, were covered by her fingers, and the edge of her tongue was sticking out. But most of her face was covered in a pink blush, and her eyes were reluctant to look at me.
"Are there really female weapons?" I replied, tilting my head.
"Yes, my Monarch! All weapons have feminine genders and elegant woman names, right?!" Momo's reasonable rebuttal left me speechless for a moment.
If I think about it carefully, it does make sense.
