On the way, Altrouge, who had been circling around Samael several times, finally could not hold back and asked the question weighing on her heart.
"Say, you're not into little girls, are you?"
"Pfft!"
Having just taken a can from the vending machine and gulped down some soda, the Ancient Serpent's cheek twitched as he immediately sprayed it out.
"Into little girls, into little girls, into little girls my ass!"
Then, as he pounded his chest to catch his breath, his face dark as the bottom of a pot, the Ancient Serpent curled his fingers and repeatedly flicked Altrouge on the head. Like a monk knocking on a wooden fish while chanting sutras, he grumbled with a face full of resentment.
"Why the hell would I get horny over a bunch of little girls who haven't even been weaned yet? Besides, I already have a whole pile of problem children at home that I can't finish dealing with. Even if I were into someone, it wouldn't be them!"
Under that storm of flicks, the Black Princess, knowing she was in the wrong, crouched down with a pained face and covered her head.
With Altrouge serving as an example, everyone immediately guiltily withdrew their strange looks and pretended to calmly look around.
Clearly, quite a few of them had been thinking the same thing.
After rewarding the "diligent and inquisitive" Altrouge with a round of forehead flicks, Samael caught the odd expressions on everyone's faces. He could not help rolling his eyes in frustration as he asked irritably.
"Hey, do I really look that much like a creepy old man?"
"...Strictly speaking, you do have potential in that regard..."
A certain nun glanced at his handsome, approachable face. Upholding the principle of honesty before faith, she accidentally revealed her sharp tongue.