Yes, she knew he really was a bastard.
But why couldn't she resist him?
After being deceived by that devil for a hundred years, after finally seeing this infuriating man again, why couldn't she stop liking him even now that he'd turned into a hunk of machinery?
Had he really captured her heart?
Even in a place as filthy as Hell, he had still treated an ugly Evil Spirit with such sincerity...
"Want it?"
She drew closer, her voice soft and low.
Lynn had nowhere left to retreat. He could even distinctly feel her breath, which almost instantly reminded him of that extraordinary experience in Wandering Soul Alley. That had undoubtedly been the most important turning point of his entire life.
Lynn stared wide-eyed, his back pressed against the wall, and swallowed.
"W-want what..."
Yes.
Although his experiences had become incredibly varied since leaving Wandering Soul Alley, and he had even finally fulfilled his wish of bedding his wicked Left Hand, he discovered that, in front of Lady Blood Cloak, he simply couldn't summon the boldness he had shown when bullying Zuo Zuo...
It was as though she naturally suppressed him by bloodline alone.
Here, before his very first teacher...
Lady Blood Cloak continued staring at him, then suddenly smiled, her lips parting slightly.
"You mustn't forget everything, you know. Don't tell me you've already forgotten the Contract between us. I don't have any money, remember? But since I've already received your services, it wouldn't be right not to give you any payment..."
Lynn was drenched in sweat.
Even though he had no sweat.
But being teased like this by a sophisticated older woman reminded him of those old memories he couldn't bear to revisit.
Of course, it wasn't that Lynn disliked the feeling, but... but...
He had always been