Squishy? Firm?

The Sword Maiden looked down at me with a serious expression.

“I’ll ask you one more time.”

She brought the blade closer to my neck as she spoke.

“Did you see what was inside my clothes?”

“…”

There was no murderous intent in her eyes.

But what if I answered wrong here?

It was certain to lead to a pretty bad situation.

‘I can’t lie.’

If I said I hadn’t seen anything, the way my aura wavered would give me away. And if I tried to skirt around the question, she’d probably cut off my legs again...