Just as Rommel had expected, Glasya came again after a few days, but this time she had merely switched from Moonlight Roses to Dawn Roses.
To be honest, although Little White Orchid and Blue-Tongue Thorn Rose had surprised Rommel with the sheer peculiarity of Glasya's tastes, he could still understand them.
As a Hell princess, she longed for a fresh and wholesome life... Though nothing about her greasy behavior suggested it, the types she liked did seem rather fresh and charming.
But she was giving him Dawn Roses?
Wouldn't Asmodeus swallow them right back down when he saw them?
While he was circling around outside with Lathander, his own daughter was growing Dawn Roses... Although Rommel had long known that Glasya was no good daughter, he was still a little stunned that she could do something so openly.
At that moment, the Elven God-King finally fell from his supreme position as the biggest idiot in Rommel's heart... Glasya was qualified to leap straight into first place.
Naturally, Rommel rejected her more firmly this time than he ever had before.
His reason was simple and clear... Compared with the flowers he had rejected before, roses were even more impossible for him to accept.
Even in this world, where cultural exchange was scarce, roses were used to praise a woman's beauty.
Giving such flowers to a man was even more insulting than the gifts from the previous days.
At that moment, Rommel suddenly grasped part of Glasya's purpose... She did not care about the meanings of these flowers because she knew perfectly well that Rommel, who had grown up in the Black Mystery Tower, rarely had the chance to see flowers and plants.
Even before it had fallen into its current miserable state, the Black Mystery Tower would only grow plants with