"That... um..." The Maiden Priestess was completely at a loss, feeling as if a little deer was skipping wildly in her chest, ready to leap out.
Mr. Gaven is so handsome and dashing.
No, how could she say such a thing? It would be utterly embarrassing.
Mr. Gaven, you are a good person.
Isn't that too polite? It is well known that Mr. Gaven is a good person; there's no need to emphasize it again.
Mr. Gaven, you're so naughty.
If she were to utter that, she'd probably explode on the spot and go to meet her Main God, Ilmater.
"Just say, am I not a good person?" Gaven turned the short-answer question into a multiple-choice one because he realized his question was a bit suggestive. If this continued, the Maiden Priestess would steam herself cooked.
The Maiden Priestess, who had basically lost the ability to think, nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mr. Gaven is of course a good person, as good as the High Priest, as good as Mom and Dad."
