"Okay! Captain!" After saying that, the subordinate turned and left.
The man called the Captain watched his subordinate leave and muttered to himself:
"Fortunately, I was lucky this time and happened to be in the outer area. If I had happened to run into that angel-level confrontation, I would probably have been seriously injured if not killed."
…
In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.
Following a soft murmur like a dream, Vivian slowly opened her eyes.
Looking at the familiar room furnishings in front of her, she was obviously stunned for a moment and muttered to herself:
"Am I not dead?"
At this time, a slightly brisk voice came into her ears:
"Not yet. At the last moment, the yellow-haired guy said he had a way to deal with the angel, so I finally stopped."
Vivian said nothing, quietly feeling her weak body.
Nemesis was still chattering in her ear:
"Look at you, you're being impulsive again! We don't need to worry about them at all."
"You really almost gave it away for nothing."
Vivian lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed to take a look when the door was opened from the outside.
Eros, realizing that Vivian had woken up, immediately came to her side and held her slender waist with his hand.
"I can do it myself!" Vivian said somewhat unnaturally.
"Really?" Eros raised his eyebrows and then let go of his hand.
Vivian, who lost her support, fell forward uncontrollably. Fortunately, Eros acted in time and stood in front of Vivian.
Vivian leaned forward, her entire upper body resting on Eros' chest, her towering breasts being flattened.
"Is this what you said you could do?" Eros looked down at Vivian lying on his chest.
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