"I know you might not want to accept my gift... but what if I wear thigh-high stockings?"
Ash, dressed in a deacon's outfit, showed no reaction as he continued to forcefully clean the window, while Yvalin lifted her skirt to her thighs, revealing a tantalizing expanse of white skin.
"I mean, if you're going to use a honey trap, don't stand outside the window. Through the glass, it's no different from looking at a risqué picture."
"What if there wasn't any glass and you actually touched me?" Yvalin pouted, pulling out her notebook to record, "When faced with thigh-high stockings, Ash Heath's gaze became fixed and his heartbeat increased by 13%, showing slightly weaker resistance than with black stockings. It seems to belong to a Tier 0 preference... I've collected enough intelligence, now I'll have an illusionist create an action movie starring you and Hanna with all the elements that make your heart race. You'll definitely buy it."
