Dusk, this child, she loves to sleep with her tail sticking out of the blanket, and every time she'd end up catching a cold unless I cover it up for her~

...And this little shit fell off the bed again, but whatever, she'll wake up and climb back into bed sooner or later.

Hey Sis, was I born from a stone in the mountain?

You wish. you were picked up from the street.

And Dusk?

Free gift from cellphone exchange.

Then what about you, Miss Ling?

The Heavenly Emperor kicked me out of heaven.

He sent me down to take care of you two little rascals.