Ybur read for a few hours and was slightly fatigued, so he closed Sherry.
Sherry let out a satisfied long moan, "Hoo hoo... That's much better."
"Not angry anymore?" Ybur gently prodded her with a tentacle.
Sherry humphed, "I never said I wasn't angry! You're not allowed to do that again!"
Ybur fell silent for a moment, "I actually think being called the Howling Hammer sounds pretty cool..."
"Shut up!!"
Sherry instantly flew into a rage, her pages fluttering wildly as if she were about to take flight and then crash into him with the decisiveness of a cannonball. Ybur quickly pressed her down with two tentacles, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it anymore, calm down, calm down."
Sherry's fury seemed inexhaustible as she squawked wildly, "I'll scatter you! Scatter you!!"
Thus, Ybur spent some time pacifying Sherry.
By the time Sherry finally calmed down, the sky was almost bright, and the curfew was about to end.
A thought struck Ybur's mind.