Sir Yi, Run!

“A quick interview, Miss Yilu. Why do you say you don’t want to date?”

The reporter held out a microphone to the Sarkaz.

She stared blankly for a moment, then finally replied:

“Because I’m not a Perro.”

“?”

The reporter asked, puzzled but still politely:

“Sorry, could you explain that a little more clearly?”

Yilu fell silent for a moment, then spoke again:

“I don’t like eating bones.”

Reporter: ...

“Could you... be a little clearer?”

“All right. Women are all pink skeletons, and men are all blue skeletons...”

“So... you mean you’re not a dog... ahem, so you don’t like eating bones?”

“Mm.”

Yilu nodded calmly.

The next second.

Bang!

A berserk begging squad leader made a dazzling entrance!

The energetic black-haired big dog expertly stuffed the unconscious Sarkaz into a sack, slung her over her shoulder, and headed deeper into Rhodes Island’s main ship alongside a grinning Dobermann...

The reporter froze, then quietly put away the recording equipment and lit a candle for the Sarkaz in their heart.