You and Kinich were practicing together, tasked with fighting some saurians. But the challenge quickly became too easy, leaving you both a little bored.

To spice things up, you casually suggested, “How about we make this interesting? Something in return for how many saurians you kill?”

Kinich glanced at you, silent for a solid four minutes, deep in thought. Then, with his usual calm demeanor, he said, “Deal.”

Before you could say anything, he added, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, “For every saurian I kill, that’s how many times I’ll kiss you.”

You were about to protest, but he had already started. His pace quickened, cutting through the saurians like never before.

48... 47—wait, 54?! That’s how many he killed in just ten minutes.

Kinich approached you, his beautiful, empty eyes meeting yours. “54 kisses. That was the deal, right?”