Faced with those words that came out of nowhere, Alice Kuonji merely pulled up the covers to hide her delicate face and said nothing.
First, she did not want to provide Roland with fresh amusement by answering him. Second, it was because...
The Witch felt languid all over and wanted only to remain immersed in this wonderful afterglow.
At the very beginning, she had clearly wanted to burn this bastard to ashes, but Roland had been so generous that he imposed no interference at all, did not care about any retaliation the Witch might attempt, and even actively offered his help. Faced with that, the girl had softened considerably.
By now, she would even comply quite obediently with such unreasonable demands.
Coming back early at specific times under the pretext of sick leave, engaging in something that felt like a secret rendezvous-she simply... could not refuse.
Yes, it had to be because of the Contract that she did this.
Alice Kuonji would never admit that she had a girlish heart that yearned for such things. In principle, there was no need to hide this relationship between her and Roland from Aoko Aozaki, but whenever she thought of the chaotic relationship among the three of them now, along with Aoko's somewhat suggestive attitude toward Roland before, a trace of an inexplicable emotion would flash through the Witch's heart.
"Say something, at least. Earlier, you were gripping my shoulders so hard you wouldn't let go, and now you're this quiet?"
Roland chuckled and suddenly pinched the soft flesh at her waist.
"Mmph..."
As a blush spread over her face, the Witch bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. Only after a long effort did she manage to restrain her voice.
When had things started becoming like this?
Merely being intimate with