Meanwhile, in a pink-themed girl's bedroom, Samael was being menacingly cornered by a petite figure.
"Tell me the truth. Why do you smell like other women?!"
Rin Tohsaka stood with her willow brows raised, hands on her hips, her wide almond eyes fixed on the suspect before her as she coldly interrogated him.
"Ahem, what are you talking about? Didn't I go see off the Sayo sisters? When I got there, they invited me in to sit for a while. It would've been hard to refuse, right? When you're out and about, some contact is unavoidable."
Samael, backed into the corner, coughed lightly, then rolled his eyes at Rin Tohsaka and answered with perfect composure.
"Quit playing dumb! I'm not talking about the Sayo sisters!"
However, that righteous indignation did nothing to dispel Rin Tohsaka's suspicion. Knowing his habits well, the goddess gave a disdainful snort and leaned closer, nostrils twitching.
Sniff~ sniff~~
Before long, the petite goddess rose onto her tiptoes and abruptly lifted Samael's outer robe.
Immediately, crisscrossing purplish-red bruises came into Rin Tohsaka's view. The flesh on his chest, abdomen, arms, and many other places carried a tender reddish hue. With even a little pressure, clear finger marks would remain.
And they would take quite a long time to fade.
From Rin Tohsaka's experience, these seemed to be mild symptoms left behind by the regeneration of flesh after bodily damage.
A moment later, the sharp-eyed goddess pulled a long purplish-red hair from beneath his collar, and her expression instantly darkened further.
"Fine! Coming home this late! So you really did go see that vixen trying to steal a taste!"
"..."
Seeing that the truth had been exposed, Samael couldn't help turning his head aside, the corner of his mouth twitching.
All right, escorting the Sayo sisters had