"#￥%…"
Chloe was cursing internally as he ran in a panic.
For some reason, today felt exceptionally sensitive, and he needed to avoid sensory stimulation.
His mind was filled with images of a battlefield.
The calm he once had seemed to have disappeared.
He would get easily provoked into a state of "anger."
This.
After a trip to the Fantasy Association, he immediately started reacting.
Watching Lilith bend over as she stood up, he thought, "Oh no."
"Hmm? What's wrong, Chloe?"
Damn it.
Dear Lilith, please don't talk to me right now.
Don't you know your very presence is a temptation?
Feeling the sensation growing stronger, he immediately turned and left:
"Ah, I have something to do, I'll leave first."
"Wha-what?! What's with that expression?!"
Noticing something wrong, Lilith stopped Chloe from leaving.
She pinned Chloe on the sofa, with her long legs pressing down on him, and said:
"Tell me, why do you want to run when you see me? It makes me sad."
