"So..."
Kreti rolled her eyes hard, moved her lips, and then leaned over to whisper in Herbert's ear.
"What did you say? Louder! I can't—hear—you—"
"Tsk!"
At this moment, Kreti couldn't hold back her urgency and anxiously asked, "I mean, how far have you two gone?"
"Since you've come out standing straight, it proves that the Demon must have suffered."
"No, how many times did you do it!!?"
In the end, she simply went all out and loudly demanded:
"Answer me!"
Seeing Miss Devil finally lose her composure, Herbert smiled proudly.
"Oh, you're talking about that!"
He slightly curled his lips and said earnestly, "Well, although this might disappoint you, Flora and I have a very pure relationship!"
?
"Pure?"
The Devil, who was ready to hear gossip, was obviously stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"Impossible! I clearly heard..."
Kreti stared at Herbert, instinctively sniffed him, and then...
!!!
She smelled it.
