"Nnnnmmmm… Why didn't you say anything?" Amene asked Lawrend with a pout.
"You were busy."
Lawrend shrugged his shoulders.
"Pervert."
Amene felt like she had already shown Lawrend everything at this point.
"Cough. It wasn't my fault that you were putting on your clothes directly in front of me," Lawrend replied to her awkwardly.
"At this rate, I would have no choice but to…" Amene whispered softly.
"But to what?"
Lawrend wasn't able to fully hear what she said.
"Never mind, never mind."
Amene waved her hands in front of her.
"Okay..."
Lawrend nodded his head slowly. He was very curious about what she said there.
"Anyways, Mr. Joseph visited you this morning," Amene said to him.
'That's it? She isn't complaining or angry at me?' Lawrend thought to himself in confusion. Women are really confusing.
"How long was I practicing magic?" Lawrend asked her.