"Got it."
"But wait a moment first."
Lin Luo shook his head, then looked at Flamme, who still stood in the distance in a daze. He smiled. "Right, I haven't given you a blessing yet, have I?"
"N-no, no, I..."
Flamme's pupils contracted, and she began to panic.
"Don't worry. Giving you a blessing won't take long."
Lin Luo walked forward and said, "My familiars have plenty of freedom, but this is the one thing that isn't negotiable."
"After all, the power I bestow upon you is your last line of defense."
"Mmph!"
Flamme's eyes went wide.
She felt as though she had plunged into the depths of the sea, and she could no longer breathe easily.
Power... welled up within her.
As she felt the boundless power inside her, Flamme gradually lost herself in it despite her embarrassment.
So... this is kissing?
But...
Why does it taste like oranges?
Uh...
It must be Miss Rias's lipstick.
It didn't last long.
Lin Luo let her go.
But Flamme still stood rooted to the spot, dazed and distracted.
My heart is beating so fast.
Nearby, Rias rolled her eyes lightly at the sight.
Then she reminded him with a cheerful smile, "Lin Luo—"
"Got it."
As he answered,
the light of a Magic Circle enveloped Lin Luo and Rias completely.
The next morning.
"Yawn!"
Flamme yawned as she emerged from the guest room.
She looked toward her own room, a complicated emotion flickering in her eyes.
Flamme had never imagined
that one day, she would be terrified of her own room.
Damn it.
That was my bed.
Remembering what had happened last night, her cheeks flushed crimson.
Even now,
she felt as though Rias's shrill cries were still ringing in her head.
Worst of all, as she listened to those sounds,