Henrick had a serious dilemma. He kept pondering whether he should do what he wanted or not, but his laid-back, screw-it attitude prevented him from changing his mind. In the end, he ended up going ahead with it.

‘It’s not good to think too much sometimes…’ he thought as he pushed his hand between Iris’ soft breasts.

The intrusive, yet warm feeling woke Iris up. She slowly opened her eyes, staring at Henrick and saying, “Henrick.”

“What?” Henrick asked in response.

“Should I scream, or should I kick you right now?” Iris asked.

“I know what I’m doing is unforgivable, but please just stay still for a bit longer,” Henrick replied.

“Oh my god… Henrick…” Iris murmured with tears welling up in her eyes. She added, “I don’t wish to kill my friend.”

“I know the situation is easy to misunderstand, but this isn’t what you think it is,” Henrick grumbled before pulling his hand out from between her breasts. A small snake bound up in his mana threads followed soon after.

“Hiiisss…! Hissssss…!”

Iris smiled and said, “Omo, what a cute baby snake.”

“It’s venomous. You could’ve died, you know?” Henrick grumbled before taking out his sculpting knife and beheading the snake.

Iris’ eyes started to well up with tears once again, and she glared at Henrick and asked, “Henrick, can I kick you?”

“Do you want to get bitten by a venomous snake and die?” Henrick grumbled.

“It was just a baby. You could have just set it free,” Iris...