(Hong Lu/Faust: Limbus Company)
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“Hmm? What is the purpose of my shoes being off?” However...taking a glace at the scribbles that adorned the room...Faust seemed to have an interest in feet, and it didn’t take reading Don Quixote’s detective book to be able to piece this together.
No response came from Faust, who was doing her best to keep her usual muted sense of expression. However...if one listened close enough, her heartbeat was even faster than it was in battle. While damages could be resolved for the sinners, even death could be unwound...nothing could bring her back before this.
But science, if this could be called that...was worth risking everything. Faust’s tongue rolled out of her mouth with placid fervor, as her hand gripped his ankle slowly...and her tongue connected, her eyes unsure of where to focus, as she dragged his foot downwards, until her tongue has swept past the sole. An expression flashed on Faust’s face, and while no outsider, if they ever heard tale of this, would ever believe it...but for the briefest moment, Faust seemed to lose her composure.
“Fuhu. Do I taste good, Miss Faust?”
“More analysis must be done. But...initial results are promising.”
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