Wobbling Fairy's sniffles only came to a slow stop hours later.
"I… I'm sorry… I don't know…"
Wobbling Fairy seemed taken aback by her own words, and soon enough, when Ryu looked down, he found that a lot of the pure innocence in her eyes was gone.
But he had already expected this.
The reason Wobbling Fairy always had wine on hand was because her body was too special. Even wine that could knock a Dao God out could be purged as impurities from her.
If she wanted to stay drunk, not only did she need especially strong wine, she needed to be sipping at it constantly.
After spending hours on nothing more than crying, it wasn't a surprise that she had slipped out of her drunk state.
But what was surprising to her was that she had spent so long focused on crying that she didn't even realize when she slipped back into her "real" self. Usually, the demarcating line was clear as day to her. But this time, it wasn't until she spoke that she realized the change.
