Jonas had not deliberately arranged this. In fact, even he had never expected such a coincidence.
Although things had strayed somewhat from what Jonas had originally envisioned, the outcome remained the same.
Jonas enjoyed the sight of Yushua's predicament as he asked with feigned surprise:
"What's wrong, Miss Yushua? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Your methods... are... far too despicable!"
Yushua squeezed the words out through gritted teeth, as though struggling to endure something.
Jonas almost admired her for maintaining her courtesy and composure even at a time like this.
Still, he pretended not to understand and said:
"What are you talking about, Miss Yushua? I'm afraid I don't understand."
Seeing Jonas act this way, Yushua had already guessed who was responsible for her predicament. She simply glared at the man before her, her cheeks so red they looked ready to bleed.
Just as he had said earlier, she had happened to choose a product made by the Wetting Conglomerate. In a sense, she had brought this embarrassing situation upon herself.
On the other hand, Yushua could not help suspecting that he had planned everything from the start, and that his people had infiltrated the Void Realm Church.
Judging by Afanisi's defeat, that possibility was hardly remote... But the nun no longer had any energy to spare for such thoughts. The strange sensations coming from the base of her tail left her whole body weak, and the blush on her face laid her feelings bare. It even made Yushua suspect that this was Jonas's real goal: he claimed they were negotiating a partnership, but in reality, he was using this method to render her incapable of thinking.
She took a deep breath and used Psionic Energy to block off some of her senses. As a mental-type Psionic, her control over herself