"...This time, even with you by my side, I no longer want to overcome my nature."
At this moment, they were only a hair's breadth apart, and Elliog's eyes, which seemed to be ablaze, captured Fisher's gaze within this cramped space, leaving him nowhere to hide. Because they were so close, Fisher could see the raging fire of profound dissatisfaction in her eyes.
Unfortunately, the portrait of Paimon behind Fisher was only a silhouette and couldn't witness Elliog's overly intrusive posture. Otherwise, who knows if upon seeing such actions on her desk, she might storm out of her frame in rage.
However, Elliog no longer gave Fisher a chance to speak. With a slight lean forward from her position on the table, she landed upon Fisher, intensifying the heat and smell of sulfur emanating from her.
Swallowing hard, Fisher found even his moving Adam's apple gently caressed by Elliog as she murmured,
