Someone was afraid, but that person was not Lind.
Guilt, fear, and such emotions only serve to elevate one's status in the eyes of the other.
She had managed to keep her hands clean and live leisurely on dried fruits every day amidst the apocalypse, and it definitely wasn't just because of her figure or pretty face.
The result was different from what Lian had expected.
Someone blushed... No, something was definitely wrong! This must be the worst-case scenario!
Lian looked at Mico, who seemed a bit uneasy, and then at Lind, who was watching Mico with amusement, a twinge of sourness suddenly welling up in her heart. She had been the first to care for him, whether it was tending to the Lord's injuries or working until her wrists ached... it had always been her first!
She had to admit that her own attitude towards wanting to control Lind seemed to change because of an unexpected enemy's interference; the person who became worried, afraid, and angry was herself.
