Can I Still Be Your Heroine Even Though I'm Your Teacher?

Interlude 4

Angel and Devil 3

I naturally press him very calmly. The flow of lava is slow, but the heat is incredibly intense.

He grimaces, then looks up to the heavens as if seeking divine help.

Then, as if he’s made up his mind, he begins to speak.

“It’s something worn during the intimate acts of men and women.”

“Did you buy it yourself?”

“I was forced into taking it on my way home.”

“By whom?”

At that, he clams up.

I understand from his reaction.

“It’s from her, isn’t it?”