When Rozen and Charl left, Yaya had already returned.
Yaya who was chasing the assailant, leap down under the night sky and found Rozen.
However, what she saw when she found Rozen petrified her.
There, on a bench by the main street, Charl sat while Rozen was half-kneeling in front of her, engaging in a struggle.
"Hurry and take it off!" Rozen demanded of Charl.
"No!" Charl refused without hesitation, tightly guarding her legs, determined.
The two continued their struggle, and the following conversation ensued.
"Are you gonna take it off or not!?"
"No!"
"I'm just taking a look! It's not like I'm taking a piece of flesh!"
"I said no! I'd rather die than let you see! Pervert!"
"Aren't you afraid of pain? Worried you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow? Just let me see, I won't hurt you. It might even make you feel really good!"
"I still won't! Get away from me!"
"Alright, that's it!"
"Ah! What are you doing!? No!"
Seemingly provoked, Rozen used his Rigid Body techniques to enhance his physical abilities, forcibly breaking Charl's defense and lifting her legs.
Charl resisted with all her might, tears welling up in her eyes, unable to resist Rozen's forcefulness.
As for Sigmund, seeing his master in a difficult situation, he not only did not intervene but also advised.
"Just give up resisting, Charl, it's for your own good."
He spoke words of indifference to the situation.
Watching this scene, Yaya's entire body trembled, emanating dark aura.
"May I ask what you're doing, Rozen?"
Yaya's voice seemed to rise from the depths of the underworld, becoming incredibly terrifying.
"Y-Yaya!?"
Rozen was surprised when he noticed Yaya's return, her expression mirroring someone that just caught her husband in an affair.
At that moment, Yaya's tear burst out instantly.
"I've been working hard to catch the assailant targeting Rozen, and now Rozen is doing this!" Yaya cried out.
"Something like making a wealthy young lady strip in the middle of the street is definitely unacceptable! Yaya won't allow it!"
Yaya declared as she pounced toward Rozen.
However, Yaya received a heavy blow from Rozen's fist.
"Bang!"
The punch struck Yaya on the head, causing her to cry out in pain, clutching her head and crouching down.
Rozen, holding his fist, twitched uncontrollably. "What nonsense are you thinking, Yaya?"
Yaya was far from satisfied. "It's not nonsense! This is what Yaya saw with her own eyes! And I heard Rozen telling her to take it off!"
"If you want to look, then look at Yaya's body!" Yaya intended to take her clothes off, but Rozen hit her again, causing her to crouch, holding her head.
"Who's thinking about that kind of thing?" Rozen exclaimed, exasperated. "I just wanted her to take off her shoes so I could look at her sprained ankle!"
That's what it was all about. Although Rozen barely managed to avoid the Discipline Committee's intervention, shortly afterward, Charl couldn't continue walking. She had to sit on a bench by the street.
Rozen, surprisingly in a good mood, wanted to help her, but Charl vehemently refused, which infuriated him. Yaya had simply misunderstood the situation.
Of course, under different circumstances, another person might also misinterpret the scene and dialogue.
Rozen had a hint of self-awareness and, after rubbing his throbbing temple, gave an order to Yaya. "Since you're here, Yaya, help me take it off."
Yaya started trembling all over again. "Are you not satisfied with taking it off yourself and asking Yaya for help?"
Rozen's eyes started twitching. "You don't want to?" he asked with a sly grin. "Fine, I'll do it myself and take advantage of the situation."
"Please let Yaya do it!"
Yaya immediately leaped towards Charl.
Just when Charl had finally relaxed, she saw Yaya leaping in her direction and screamed again.
What followed was inevitable. Facing Yaya's invincible Kongouriki, even the T-Rex would have to submit. In the end, no matter how much resistance she put up, Charl's shoes were taken off.
As soon as her shoes came off, Charl's swollen ankle became notably prominent, fully exposed to the air.
"Ugh!" Charl couldn't bear it and lamented, "This is truly humiliating!"
It seemed as if she had really been taken advantage of by someone else.
It appeared that the famous T-Rex was truly unwilling to show her vulnerable side to anyone, especially in front of Rozen, with whom she had some unresolved issues.
"You really need to be taught a lesson," Rozen commented, earning an angry glare from Charl.
Ignoring Charl's glare, Rozen looked at her ankle. "It seems pretty severe," he said. "Maybe you should go to the infirmary."
"No!" Charl refused without hesitation. "I don't want to go to the infirmary, no matter what."
Sigmund finally spoke up before Rozen could scold Charl. "Don't blame Charl; according to her, the infirmary's doctor seems a bit inappropriate. So it's understandable that she doesn't want to go."
At least Sigmund said a kind word for Charl. However, Rozen still had his doubts.
"Are you sure this isn't part of her paranoia?" His eyes were filled with skepticism.
Unable to help it, Rozen couldn't help but doubt the severity of the actions the girl before him had taken.
"Are you saying I'm overreacting?" Charl was getting furious.
"Isn't it?" Rozen glanced at Charl, rolling his eyes.
"You..." Charl was about to say something.
At this point, Rozen shifted his approach.
"Never mind, if you don't want to go to the infirmary," Rozen suddenly said, "I can instantly heal your injury. Let's see if you're willing to pay the price I want."
"Instantly heal my injury?" Charl was taken aback.
"The price?" Sigmund, sensing something, asked, "What do you want?"
Hearing this, Rozen straightforwardly asked.
"Tell me about the 'Cannibal Candy' you mentioned earlier."
This was Rozen's purpose in engaging Charl here. If it weren't for this information, Rozen would have left while this spoiled young lady was throwing a tantrum.
"So you're here for that?" Sigmund thought for a moment and then nodded.
"Then let me tell you."
So, Sigmund began to explain.