C1077 Scouting in the Dark Night(30)

Great Britain, six in the evening.

"It hurts …" The Calvin The Merman Prince sat at the dining table and couldn't help but to rub his buttocks. His butt had been slapped at least a hundred times and was currently swollen and aching.

"You deserve it." "The Acting Captain covered his mouth and laughed as he scolded Calvin and the others