The Essence of [Beast] - IV
Ansel didn't lie, he really thought so — although it's far from many things he's eaten, he just thinks it's delicious.
As he said this, Hydral was still examining his cut and separated emotions.
"Really?!"
Seraphina's expression became radiant, it was a visible, not exaggerated "glow", from expression to eyes, from eyes to words, all filled with the purest joy and happiness.
"Um."
Ansel, who was coldly analyzing himself, smiled and said, "Seraphina, I never —"
"Stop!"
Seraphina blushed and stopped Ansel from continuing, "Don't... don't always hang these words on your lips, it's... how do you say it, it's light, frivolous."
"I never claimed to be a decent gentleman."
"…It's a bit greasy, Seraphina."
Ansel touched his cheek, looking at Seraphina with a bit of amusement.
"Don't laugh!" Seraphina said, but seeing the spots of grease on Ansel's face, she couldn't help but laugh.