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Blood vessels stood out on Stiyl’s temple. “It doesn’t matter. Reread the contents of this report right now and explain the details to me. I’d like to get this job done and go to bed soon. Why must I look after this lonely woman…?”

But Laura wasn’t listening to him. “Oh!! The water from before is making my habit cling to me and expose my impure, obscene body! This will not do! Look away, Stiyl! I have no intent whatsoever to display my undergarments to anyone!!”

“…” Another soft crack. Stiyl had crushed the cigarette filter in his mouth.

“W-wait, hold, Stiyl! If you stab me with a flame sword, I’ll burn, I really will!!”

Laura ran away, and Stiyl chased her, flame sword in one hand.

It didn’t look like he’d be getting any sleep tonight, either.