Artist Miss was even more interested in "kissing" than Shade had expected, but in the end, she was the one who took the initiative to let go of him. It was not because she was satisfied, but because she sensed some subtle changes in her body.
Thus, the two who had been rolling around on the grass while kissing finally stood up. Though the witch was still somewhat shy, she at least carried herself with composure:
"Galina seems to have taught you a lot. Very good—I mean, your kiss was very good."
She wiped her lips and threw Shade a flirtatious look.
"But don't tell Galina about this right away. I'll tell her myself. You weren't the one who seduced me, so I won't make things difficult for you."
She planned to wait until she had fully recovered her Eleventh Rank before telling her, lest she not even have a chance to fight back against the Twelfth Order Duchess. Though she did not feel much moral guilt herself, she could accept Galina directly hitting her after learning about it.
As she spoke, she straightened her dress, but Shade reached out and took her hand again.
Artist Miss blushed.
"What are you doing? We're out in the wilderness. If you still want to kiss me, wait until we get back—like you and Margaret did on the sofa this morning."
"I wanted to check on your Time Curse."
Shade said this without mentioning that she had nearly bitten through his lip just now.
"The Time Curse has deepened. Don't you feel anything unusual?"
Having returned to being an Eight-Ring witch, she sensed herself carefully. With her passion subsiding slightly, she could now clearly understand her present condition.
"All right, it has basically canceled out the recovery effect of the Time Stability Anchor