Conquer the other worlds with abandon, they've fallen in love with me!

Lin Yu stood at the door of the rightmost cubicle, his fingers resting on the edge of the curtain. He paused for two seconds before lifting it.

Papi crouched on a wooden crate in the corner of the cubicle, her hands resting on either side of her knees, her wings slightly spread, as if she were about to fly away at any moment.

But the posture was held for too long, and it became somewhat stiff.

She heard the curtain rustle, looked up at Lin Yu, then looked down again, her gaze falling on the tips of her boots.

"Miss Papi, don't be nervous when you're being measured."

Lin Yu unfolded the measuring tape, squatted down in front of her, and lined up with her.

Papi's eyelashes fluttered, and she whispered, "I'm not nervous." But her wings trembled.

Lin Yu stood up and placed the measuring tape on her shoulder first.

She was a size smaller than Mia, with narrow shoulders and a slim waist. When you placed your palm on her back, you could feel the outline of her spine protruding slightly from under the fabric.

Papi tensed up, but didn't flinch.

As Lin Yu's fingers slid down her back to her waist, Papi's wings involuntarily folded, the wingtips brushing against the inside of her arm.

"Miss Papi, your wings..." Lin Yu's measuring tape stopped on her back: "Have they been injured?"

Papiyas stiffened.

Her wings were folded even tighter, the wing membranes pressed against her back, and the edges of her feathers trembled slightly.

"No," she said, her voice a little softer than before.

Lin Yu did not ask any further questions.

The measuring tape continued downwards, around her waist, and then returned to its original position after measuring.

When Lin Yu's thumb brushed against her lower back, Papiyas flinched slightly, as if she had touched something ticklish.

"You can't fly, right?" Lin Yu said.

Papi's wings came to a complete stop.

She turned her head away, her lips moved but no sound came out. Her gaze shifted from Lin Yu's face to the floor, and after a long while, she finally spoke:

"...How did you know?"

"I'm a potion master, that should be obvious." Lin Yu crouched down, his gaze level with hers.

"Did you have this illness since childhood?"

Papi's eyelashes trembled.

Her fingers gripped the edge of the wooden box: "Congenital."

She said it very softly, as if she hadn't mentioned it to anyone in a long time:

"When I was a child, the elders in my tribe said I was a cursed child, a bird-man who couldn't fly, and didn't deserve to live under the sky. So I was kicked out."

Lin Yu didn't speak, he just looked at her.

Papi lowered his head, his voice muffled:

"I've gotten used to it over the years."

She looked up at Lin Yu, a slight smile curving her lips, but it vanished after a very short time.

Anyway... I've given up hope.

Lin Yu reached out and gently placed his fingertips on the edge of the feathers on her shoulder. Papiyas was a little uncomfortable, but she didn't pull away.

"What if I said I could cure it?" Lin Yu said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Papi suddenly spread his wings.

She stared at Lin Yu's face, her lips parted, and the voice squeezed out from her throat: "...Really?"

"real."

Papi's eyes brightened, but quickly dimmed again, and she said with some hesitation:

"Mr. Lin Yu...this kind of treatment must be very precious, right?"

"It does require some materials and preparation time, but it's not difficult."

Papiyas's fingers gripped the edge of the wooden box, then loosened.

She lowered her head, her voice even softer: "Then... is there anything I can do?"

Lin Yu remained silent for a few seconds.

He withdrew his hand from the edge of Papi's wing, his fingertips gently lifting her chin and raising her face.

Papi's eyelashes trembled.

"Miss Pappy, you must have had a tough time all these years of traveling around, right?" Lin Yu said casually.

"Why don't we stay in Windchime Town? I can take care of Miss Papi, heal your wings, and help you fly again."

Papi's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to express it.

Her eyes slowly reddened, but she didn't shed any tears.

Lin Yu's hand slid down from her chin to the top of her head, and he gently ruffled her hair with his palm.

"Be my woman, Miss Pappy."

Hearing this, Papi stopped breathing. She looked at Lin Yu's face, at her own reflection in his dark eyes, and after a long while, she finally spoke:

"...Why me? I clearly...have no redeeming qualities at all. I can't fly, I'm physically weak, and I was kicked out of my tribe—"

"Miss Papi's greatest strength is her cuteness," Lin Yu said.

"And all those years of being abandoned, homeless, and gossiped about haven't broken you. Miss Pappy is very strong."

Papi's tears fell.

Drop by drop, it fell on my knees and the back of my hands.

She didn't wipe away the tears, letting them stream down her cheeks. Then she moved forward half an inch, pressing her forehead against Lin Yu's chest, her voice muffled by the fabric:

"...Okay. I promise you." After she finished speaking, she added, her voice a little softer than before:

"But... could you heal my wings first?"

I don't want to be left watching you walk away from home, Mr. Lin Yu, every time you leave the house in the future.

Lin Yu placed his hand on her back and patted her gently: "I will."

Papi lay on his chest for a while before slowly straightening up.

She wiped her face with her sleeve, sniffed, and smiled, her eyes still red, but her smile was brighter than before.

She jumped off the wooden crate, her boots making a soft thud on the floor.

"Are you done measuring? Can I leave now?" she asked, her voice still a little nasal.

Papi's feet had already touched the ground, but Lin Yu's hand was still on her lower back and hadn't been pulled back.

He glanced down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Not yet."

Papi looked up and blinked. "What? Not yet?"

"There's one more place we haven't measured." Lin Yu's hand slid down from her lower back, around her side, and hooked around her knee.

Before Papi could react, he was lifted off the ground and his back was pressed against the wooden wall of the cubicle.

The wooden board was cool and brushed against her spine through her thin shirt, making her shiver slightly.

Her feet dangled in mid-air, the toe of her boot twitching slightly at his waist.

Lin Yu supported her bent back with his hands and lifted her up, so that her back was completely pressed against the wall.

Then his other hand slid down her knee and stopped at her thigh.

Papi stopped breathing, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shoulder, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"This place," Lin Yu's voice came from in front of her, very low: "You need to pay attention to the weight."

As he spoke, Lin Yu's gaze fell on Pabibi.