Tsk, what on earth was going through her mind back then?
"You didn't use the Substitute Gemstone?" Clelia paused, stunned. She touched her body, then felt around again, a blush creeping across her cheeks without her realizing. "My... my clothes?"
"Oh, that. They got ruined while I was healing you."
Wei'en gave a dry laugh. Knowing it was inappropriate to keep staring so brazenly, he turned slightly to the side.
'Hmm, this angle is perfect. The view from the corner of my eye... it's just... unbelievable. They're even bigger than before.'
"Are you sure you didn't peek?"
"Of, of course."
'I was looking right at them. How can you call that peeking?'
Wei'en coughed. "You should get dressed. I still want to know why Black Jack and his people came to Caster City State..."
Clelia waved her hand, and a black dress materialized on her body. A faint blush still lingered on her cheeks. "About what I said earlier, regarding the substitute necklace—you're not to tell anyone else."
