Horizon Ridge Slime is not a crime

The girl suggests like me?, which causes laughter to bubble up in Huā, coming out in giggles. Yes... like you. She sighs, smile settled on her face, reflecting Chip's own. Suddenly then, the conversation has a major shift in tone. She blinks with shock at the direct complement. Smile fading from her face, but cheeks warming. I- I don't get that. Ever. But um, uh, thank you. She breathes awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

But her heart swells, feeling suddenly bolder. Nothing goes wrong when this girl is direct with her- so what could go wrong if Huā herself chose to be direct? Gathering her confidence, giving Chip a look. You know... you cute too? You really pretty. She sighs, heart thumping with nervousness in her chest, though she kept her face as confident as possible.