The elf Wore a Leash

After waiting blankly alone in front of the door for a moment, the closed door opened and a voice rang out from inside.

“Y-you may come in.”

Her behavior, as if intentionally hiding herself, felt a bit strange, but Franz didn’t pay it much mind and took a step forward.

But who could have expected that Hera would be preparing something like this.

At least, Franz had absolutely no idea.

“W-welcome. Master…”

Hera bowed her head, gathering her hands neatly together as if she had become a servant.

Furthermore, around her neck was the leash they had seen together in the North. She had said she liked it, but she had actually put it on.

Seeing her flushed red ears poking out through her hair, it seemed she was quite embarrassed.

'If you’re embarrassed, then don’t do it…!'...