The silence that followed wasn't uncomfortable, but it was still charged with a static electricity that had nothing to do with Lohan's mana.
Lisa could feel every inch of his Slime body covering hers. The position was, technically, functional for the massage and the Sacred Light injection, but now that the initial stress of the meeting was fading, her awareness began to register the compromising nature of that closeness.
Whether she wanted it or not, Halon normally stuck to her body during combat, and even knowing he was a man, Lisa had never sensed any trace of ulterior motives or malice on his part in doing so.
But now, in a situation like this where he was actively massaging her after they'd shared such pleasant moments together a few days earlier, Lisa felt her cheeks grow warm.
Even though she was a magical fox and he was a slime, at their core, they were still a young man and a young woman feeling a growing, dangerous attraction.
