Shami's serious and slightly tense expression surprised the pink-haired girl, who placed her hands on her chest, appearing a bit scared.
"But... stockings can be worn in any form, right? I won't wear overly weird stockings..."
"I wasn't planning to give you stockings."
Shami pulled the pink-haired girl to her side, glanced around the study room to ensure no Demon Envoy was present, then the Demon King Ring flashed, placing a deep black ring in the pink-haired girl's hand.
The pink-haired girl stared blankly at the ring. In the next moment, just as she was about to scream, Shami pulled her onto her lap and quickly covered her mouth.
"Are you crazy? If you're too loud and get discovered, we'll be in trouble!"
The pink-haired girl was incredulous, her surprised expression gradually turning into one of emotion as she gazed at Shami with shimmering eyes.
