"Disciple Tyr," Owen approached Kyran as soon as Millie left the locker.
"Hm? What's wrong?"
Owen hesitated for a second, then steeled himself and said, "Do not take offense, but I hope you will not ask Lady Millie to do...um... anything inappropriate."
Noir and Vaness's expressions turned blank at Owen's implication.
On the one hand, Hamish paled and was about to say something. However, Owen suddenly lowered his head at Kyran and shouted, "I'll accept any punishment for speaking out of line!"
When he was greeted by silence, he looked up and almost twitched when he found Kyran looking at him with a slightly gaping mouth.
"D-Disciple Tyr—?"
".... When you say inappropriate things, you... didn't mean that, did you?"
Owen laughed uneasily, "Ahehehe... Well, you had a scary look when you said it. Your expression reminded me of a pervert looking at his prey— ack! H-Hamish! W-What was that for?"
