Michael's brows twitched at her strange expression. Claire was always the type of person who liked playing around.
But in this scenario?
He actually turned her down. Not because he wasn't in the mood, but simply because she didn't share the same feelings he did.
Currently, she was doing this out of lust, not because she liked him.
Though I'm sure she does kind of like me...? Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone on a date together, Michael thought with a sigh as he stood up, surprising her.
"Michael...?" Claire muttered. "Is something the matter?"
"On the contrary, not exactly," Michael replied with a chuckle. "Though I'm afraid I have to get going. Sorry, Claire."
"W-Wait!" Claire shot up from the ground in shock. "Aren't you—"
"In the mood? I am. But not really. Sorry, Claire, we'll talk later, okay?"
Before she could respond, Michael suddenly flashed away, disappearing into the nearby alleyway where a certain person awaited.
Of course, it was none other than Arthur.
