"Chaos Stairs," the Chaotic Saintess teased, "It seems you have an opinion of me?"
"Or should I say, you harbor unorthodox thoughts toward Chaos?"
An Su's face remained calm, displaying a serene smile.
This was the time to stay firm; under no circumstances could he admit it.
"Not at all," An Su said earnestly, his expression nothing but loyal and solemn, so saintly it seemed as if he'd lay down his life for the Chaotic Saintess in devotion, "As you know, I've always been very loyal..."
Before he could finish, his expression started to change.
His shadow moved on its own, lightly trailing its fingertips over An Su's thigh, eliciting a tingling sensation.
An Su thought to himself, this was not good; Miss Enya, why wouldn't you follow commands, especially doing such apparent actions in front of the Chaotic Saintess,
