"Ren, becoming stronger is certainly a good thing, but no matter what happens, you must always stay true to yourself. Don't go down the wrong path. If you have any questions about developing your Sacred Gear's power, come to me immediately. You can talk to me about anything else too. Don't try to shoulder everything alone!"
Lavinia's tone was extremely serious.
At only twenty-something, she had already seen far too many people lose themselves in their pursuit of power.
Especially in the magical kingdom where she lived, countless witches had taken desperate risks and practiced forbidden magic to grow stronger, only to meet dreadful ends.
Ren was the person she cared about most. When she had been at her most helpless, he had been the one to take her in.
That was why the last person Lavinia wanted anything to happen to was Ren.
She had heard... that in certain manga, doing that kind of thing could make boys happy, help them forget their troubles, and relieve their stress.
"If you need me, Ren..."
"Then don't worry about my physical condition. You can do that kind of thing to me as much as you want."
At first, Ren did not understand what "that kind of thing" Lavinia meant. But when he heard her say, "I'm not afraid of bleeding," his expression immediately turned strange.
She might not be afraid, but he was. Fighting a bloody battle—especially one soaked in menstrual blood—was still somewhat off-putting to someone with normal sexual preferences.
Still, Ren knew this was Lavinia's kindness.
After being transported here for so long and meeting so many people, this was the first time Ren had encountered a woman who cared about him so deeply.
Looking at Lavinia before him, Ren's heart actually began to race.
"Huh?"
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