Jonas had actually noticed long ago that Iris occasionally displayed a completely different side of herself.
Or rather, he had noticed it when she awakened her psionic energy.
After observing her for a while and finding that she was not particularly affected, he had gradually let his guard down... Although the drawback to Iris's psionic energy was somewhat strange, at least it did not endanger her.
Of course, Jonas knew perfectly well that this was only temporary. He would have to observe her other personality for a while longer before drawing any conclusions.
He had considered the possibility that certain events might cause Iris to loosen her control over her body, but he had not expected her first loss of control to happen for this reason.
Iris's movements were aggressive, but she made no attempt to hurt him.
So Jonas did not resist... After all, given her physical capabilities, if he resisted, there was no telling who would end up pinned beneath whom.
Partly, he wanted to satisfy Iris, and partly, he wanted to observe the changes in her.
Her style was completely different from the original Iris's. No wonder she had come wearing black stockings.
So she deliberately changed into this outfit to distinguish herself from the original personality?
The thought had barely crossed Jonas's mind when Iris wrapped her arms around his neck.
She leaned closer, his face reflected in her eyes as her delicate lashes trembled slightly.
"So, could you let go of me now, Miss 'Iris'?" Jonas asked, accompanied by the ticking of the clock in the room.
Nearly an hour had passed since she entered his office. Normally, Eiffel should have brought him the information on the Silver Flower District after he arrived, but for some reason, she still had not appeared.
Jonas suspected that