I'm Really Not a Goth!

Daisy's figure was really a bit unfair... That was the first thought that popped into Sean's mind.

Little White Flower was not the traditional sort of baby-faced, busty girl. She resembled Lily Potter, though her features were more delicate and petite. Yet when put together, they did not make her look childish; they merely gave her a fragile air.

The kind that made people want to cherish her, while also... stirring an inexplicable urge to bully her.

Her lovely figure only intensified that feeling. Combined with her innocent expression, it was downright lethal.

Sometimes, when those thoughts rose in Sean's mind on their own, he even felt a touch guilty.

But Little White Flower's lively, slightly sly personality cast a perfect contrast over that feeling, reducing his guilt to the bare minimum.

Of course, Sean felt that if he were shameless enough, he would not feel guilty at all.

Fortunately, he was steadily making progress toward that stage.

Daisy had never been guarded around Sean. Holding up the weighty front of her uniform shirt, she looked mildly troubled. "Sometimes, it's really such a hassle..."

"Then should I try making my pecs bigger, so we'd look just right standing together?" Sean raised a hand and gestured at his chest with exaggerated seriousness.

Little White Flower let out a snort, then said with a grin, "No. It would make me feel safe, but it wouldn't look good."

"But you look good—" Sean blinked.

Daisy did not look embarrassed or annoyed by his slightly frivolous teasing. Instead, she cooperatively puffed out her chest. "That means I have a lot fewer worries—thank you, Mr. Wallop~"

"The pleasure is mine, beautiful lady."

Daisy pretended to shiver. "Wow, I think I'm getting goosebumps."

"Then I'll have to go back and tactfully tell my etiquette teacher that