Yes.
Ever since she discovered that Lynn was no longer as chaotic as before, she had begun teasing him tentatively. But every time, Lynn remained unmoved, as though he had truly shaken off the Clown Curse's influence entirely, and that only made her grow bolder.
Lynn stood with his back to her.
Smack-
Lynn instantly turned and seized her ankle.
The Mother Tree of Desire was not annoyed. Folding her arms across her chest with a faint smile, she looked at him beside the pool and said alluringly:
"What? Still couldn't resist? So you really are depraved. You're thinking of someone else, yet you're also thinking about how to sleep with me. You really are a bastard through and through."
Yes.
Ever since she discovered that about him, she could hardly resist mocking him about it every day.
It had become her greatest source of amusement lately.
Lynn said softly:
"Teasing me like this won't work. Don't forget, I'm the one in charge between us. If you keep challenging your master's authority like this, the consequences will be very serious."
The Mother Tree of Desire tilted her head and smiled, her eyes sultry:
"Oh? How serious?"
Lynn adjusted the Monocle, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly:
"For example, right now you desperately want me to suppress your curse again, but I simply won't."
The Mother Tree of Desire's expression instantly turned cold, and she said:
"Let go."
Lynn ignored her. Still holding her dripping ankle and pinching the Monocle, he spoke with a faint, enigmatic smile:
"I've studied this curse of yours, too. The more power you use, the faster it flares up. Yet in just a few days, you've spread your roots over a thousand kilometers. You really aren't giving the curse's effects any consideration at all. And