'Yes, yes, yes! This is the perfect lesson I was hoping for!'
Westheid was overjoyed to hear this and immediately said,
"That's right. It's a bit too soon for you. It's better to take things slow."
Mivana gently bit her lip with her sharp, snow-white canines and nodded.
"Besides, I think I know what this superfluous emotion budding in my heart is."
"Oh? Isn't that great?"
Westheid beamed. 'It has to be love, I don't even need to think about it!'
'Just need to keep farming this affection. I'll get my hands on the Cursed Source Blood soon enough. Then I won't have to fear this Wolf-eared Maiden's oppressive power anymore. For now, I'll just lie low for a moment.'
'After a long period of preparation, it's time to strike!'
"I believe I must confess this feeling to you."
Mivana continued, pressing a hand to her heaving chest as she looked at Westheid with grim determination.
'Oh? So eager to confess? How cute.'
