"Sister!!"
Ai immediately stood up.
Without a second thought, she rushed over to the woman and wrapped her arms tightly around her.
All the obedient attitude she showed around Al, as well as the elegant and cool demeanor she maintained in front of her subordinates, disappeared once again.
In its place was her clingy, girly side—the one that suited a girl her age far better.
At the end of the day, she was still just an eighteen-year-old girl with plenty of youthful energy left in her.
The woman gently returned the hug, her hand softly stroking Ai's head.
"Uhh, my Ai..."
Her smile was filled with affection.
Her eyes then shifted toward Al before she muttered,
"Ai..."
Her tone became slightly more serious, though the teasing undertone was obvious.
"...Did he hurt you again?"
She even put on a deliberately serious expression.
Ai could only giggle.
"Hehe~ No way."
"No?" the woman asked again, pretending to be surprised.
Ai shook her head.
"Are you sure?"
