Dahlia's New Experience

Vaan strolled over to Dahlia's desk and removed the ink pen from her hand, gently placing it back in its ballpoint holder without ruining her work.

"What do you think you are doing, Vahn?" Dahlia tried to reprimand Vaan, but she was as meek as a little lamb, whether it was the tone of her voice or behavior.

She didn't resist as Vaan picked her up from her seat and carried her like a princess with one of her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Someone wanted my attention and love. And now that there is no one to bother us, I can give both," Vaan smiled, carrying to their back office.

"You are being very bold, Vahn," Dahlia said in a small voice. "I've never said you could stop my work or carry me like this. Do you think this behavior is acceptable?"

"Whether it is acceptable or not depends on you, my Lady. However, I'm quite certain that you don't hate this," Vaan calmly replied.

Dahlia couldn't refute Vaan's claim and lowered her head shyly in silence.