"Eek—Haha!"
After being thoroughly kissed, Ophidia, whose body had softened, finally managed to "escape" from the embrace of the rude fellow.
"...You rascal!"
Annoyed, she raised her hand and firmly "punched" his chest.
But perhaps because the kiss earlier had drained her strength, her punch was soft and weak, without any lethality at all.
Thud.
The pink fist landed on Herbert's chest, akin to a tickle.
Herbert could even feel the low, delightful vibration emanating from his chest.
One could say, instead of being harmful, it would provoke others into wanting to bully her even more.
The Excited Hoodlum Punch!
"Oh!"
As Ophidia realized Herbert's breath had intensified slightly, she understood that this "ambiguous" gesture might lead to undesirable consequences.
The arm wrapped around her waist tightened noticeably, the heat transmitting through the fabric.
"Wait, don't get carried away!"
