Lloyd hesitated for a long moment, struggling to find the words before finally blurting out:
"You... I'm trying to have a serious discussion with you!"
"Oh my? Are you angry? Hehe, I'm so very sorry. A bad woman like me just loves to make people angry... Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. Whatever you want to discuss, this isn't the right place. Aren't you worried Weiya will see us?"
Meditis was as sarcastic as ever. She gestured for Lloyd to follow, then strode toward the exit of Tower Nine.
'My Weiya isn't that petty!'
Lloyd shouted inwardly. But considering how often he borrowed the bell from her, he braced himself and followed Meditis's steps.
Then again, she was always in that filthy white lab coat, which completely hid her figure. But when she walked, her slender waist swayed beautifully, like a gorgeous, venomous snake dancing as it moved.
It was a shame she spent most of her time drunk off her mind and rarely walked this normally.
