"Phew, we finally got out! I never expected Alice to have that kind of hobby. I really need to stay away from that weird old lady from now on!"
In a secluded alley, Aoko Aozaki leaned against the wall and cautiously poked her head out, secretly looking back. Only after confirming that no one was chasing them did she breathe a sigh of relief and mutter under her breath.
"Mm-hmm!"
The scheming Samael was delighted inside and nodded repeatedly, sparing no effort in slandering Kuonji Alice.
"Forget that. Teacher, when did you come back to Misaki City?"
"I..."
Just as the ancient serpent instinctively began to answer, he abruptly froze. Looking stunned, he raised his head and looked in surprise at Aoko Aozaki, who seemed extremely familiar with him.
"Teacher? Aoko, have you mistaken me for someone else?"
"When I was little, you came to the Aozaki Family to apply as a tutor. You even taught me yourself. Have you forgotten?"
"That can't be right. I only arrived in Misaki City recently."
"Quit pretending! Grandfather told me all about it. You're a mage, and both your identity and appearance when you applied were fake. Don't think changing your face with disguise magecraft means you can fool me!"
Aoko Aozaki curled her lips disdainfully, backed Samael into a corner, and began kneading his face with both hands. The tangible sensation beneath her fingers made the girl's eyes sparkle as if she had discovered a new continent. She leaned in for a closer look, unable to stop herself from muttering.
"Teacher, so this is what you really look like? You're actually pretty handsome."
"Aoko, you really have the wrong person..."
With his features constantly being distorted in the girl's hands, Samael could neither laugh nor cry and helplessly repeated himself.
However, Aoko