Can't Think of a Name
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Caught in the act, Alva stopped trying to hide.
He landed on a branch in front of the tree hole, raising his head proudly. He shook off the water on his body and turned into his human form.
"Splash!"
His feather shrank into his skin, squeezing out a tremendous amount of rainwater.
"I saw that you're too pitiful, wanting to eat fruits, but your mate can't find any. That's why I brought some for you in passing." Alva picked up the fruits and tossed them toward the tree hole.
Molly grabbed them with both hands, picked one, and started eating.
"It's so sour."
Alva said angrily, "If it's sour, then throw it away. I won't bring any for you in the future."
Molly quickly said, "I like to eat sour ones, the sourer, the better."
Alva's countenance turned for the better, and his gaze passed by Molly and looked at the tree hole behind her. Seeing that there weren't any other males, he secretly felt happy about it.