Question:
"How should one pursue a mature woman (Monster Girl) who surpasses you in strength, status, and age?"
"Ahem! Moreover, she's the kind that's your direct superior..."
Very urgent, waiting online!
Herbert looked at the unexpected visitor, slightly embarrassed.
"Ah this..."
He believed he could easily pursue soone he had pursued before, but unexpectedly, he encountered soone during the pursuit process.
This was a bit tricky.
However, to be fair, the combination of attributes of the Ashen Bishop sounded quite enticing.
If this character were placed in a workplace of a past life, Herbert wouldn't mind making so pursuits.
If successful, it's a win; if not, it's nothing lost.
Can't handle an older sister?
Sisters are great, it's exactly what you want.
In youth, one doesn't know the value of a rich woman, mistakenly treating a young girl as treasure.
Of course, Herbert has always been very loving.
As long as the range is wide enough, whether you're a mature woman or a young girl, he loves them all the sa.
All the sa!
But now... how to start the conversation?
Herbert pondered how to break the ice, while the Ashen Bishop's phantom opposite him remained silent, continuously watching him, patiently waiting.
After thinking for a mont, Herbert decided to greet first.
No matter what, at least initiate the conversation, then adapt as needed.
Herbert waved his hand, displaying a bright smile, and greeted friendly, "Hey, you... um?"
But just as Herbert was about to ask, "Have you eaten today?" he suddenly stopped.
Hmm?
Herbert's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the Ashen Bishop; suddenly detecting an unusual scent.
Not right.
Her current posture... isn't it a bit too distant?
In Herbert's presence, the Ashen Bishop consistently displayed a relaxed and natural attitude, hinting at a lofty casualness.
Yet now, the Ashen Bishop subtly shifted her weight backward, as if readying to counter Herbert or prepared to flee at any mont.
Regardless of which, what she displayed to Herbert was alertness and unease.
Eh?
Upon reading her body language, Herbert's mouth twisted hard.
Herbert felt hurt, shocked by her lack of trust!
Not so distant, right!?
Seriously?
Didn't I just... bite your tail once?
You're an Epic strong one, don't have the tolerance for that?
Need to be so wary of ?
I'm not crazy!
Couldn't possibly jump on you and lick your tail in broad daylight, right!!?
You think I'm the kind who would do such a thing?
No!
If I truly wanted to, wouldn't I... wait for another opportunity?
If given the chance, would Herbert repeat the previous disrespectful act?
Of course, he would.
But that's only when the timing is ripe, not randomly jumping on — for two reasons: too insane, can't defeat.
Must wait for a good opportunity with timing, location, and relations aligned.
Herbert deed her caution as futile, only causing him pain without any effect.
With a discontented mood, Herbert twisted his mouth, folded his arms, squinted at the Ashen Bishop, communicating through body language— "You've hurt too much!"
Both remained silent, just staring at each other wordlessly.
"..."
After quite so ti, the Ashen Bishop finally yielded, sowhat confused as she spoke: "Why... why are you looking at like this?"
Victory!
Herbert won this endurance contest.
He felt secretly proud, then lightly humd.
"Humph, you don't know why? You hurt , yet still try to laugh it off!"
The situation was quite amusing.
Clearly, Herbert had "offended" her before, but now his deanor seed as if he was the aggrieved one.
Of course, Herbert wasn't soone who thinks he's "never wrong," his antics were just playful teasing with the Ashen Bishop.
Using a joke to break the ice, to get closer, to smooth over the slightly awkward atmosphere.
Herbert acts silly, Ashen Bishop laughs and scolds, and the matter is resolved.
However... the Ashen Bishop didn't seem eager to play along or assist with his performance.
"..."
She even retreated a bit in Herbert's shocked gaze.
Herbert: ?
Really!!?
Need to be so absolute?
Didn't you say you forgave before, no next ti?
Why hold a grudge secretly!!?
Just when Herbert wondered if he did sothing wrong again, the Ashen Bishop spoke.
Her voice slightly different from before, full of confusion: "Sorry, I don't know where I hurt you before, I don't even recognize you."
"Could you remind ? If it was truly my mistake, I'm willing to apologize." She tilted her head, puzzledly asking.
"You don't know? You do know! You're clearly hurting... Um!!?" Herbert complained, suddenly petrified.
What did she say?
Herbert swallowed hard, furrowed his brows, and slowly inquired: "You said... you don't recognize ?"
"Yes."
The Ashen Bishop gently nodded, calmly saying: "Though I apologize, I really don't recognize you."
"White hair like yours is easy to rember, but I have no impression of you."
Hearing her earnest yet detached explanation, Herbert silently nodded.
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