Ansel, in all honesty, was forthright.
After that night, Miss Seraphina, who had tasted the forbidden fruit, became somewhat unrestrained. After all, compared to Marlina, who was forced to drink potions when she couldn't keep up with the intensity, Seraphina's physical and mental resources were far too abundant.
Her body, transformed by the head of power, allowed Seraphina to fully enjoy that pleasure, causing our Miss Beast King to unleash her beastly nature almost every day.
However, Ansel himself had no reason to refuse. Although her skills were still rather immature, Seraphina's physical conditions were too generous, well, not only externally, but even internally... she could achieve an incredibly tight wrap by intentionally squeezing her muscles.
Seraphina, who was lying on Ansel's leg, struggled symbolically and whispered with a blushing face: "But here... isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
