Ah Man racked her brains for a long time, wanting nothing more than to kill the villain but unable to turn the tide. She was just about to ask Harano if he had any more clues, when she saw him also frowning in deep thought, hand on his chin.
He'd been doing that a lot lately—mainly because shaving by hand in ancient times made his chin uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but touch it all the time. Ah Man was a fast learner and loved to imitate him, so she'd subconsciously picked up the habit. But when she touched her own chin earlier, she didn't feel much of anything. Seeing how into it he was, she couldn't help getting curious, so she leaned over and reached out to feel his chin—hers felt like Ah Qing's butt, all smooth; she wondered what his felt like.
There had to be something magical about it, otherwise why would he keep touching it? She had to try it for herself!
