"She didn't satisfy you? You can fuck her all you want now as long as you sign this contract. An agreement to join the Elite Space Force."
The Provost's look turned to that of interest, observing Max's expression.
'Huh?'
There was a sudden pause in the atmosphere after that.
Having heard this, Max could only raise his stunned brows, glancing between the paper before him and the nude lady behind the Provost. Suddenly, his gaze settled on the Provost, turning cold upon contact.
To say he was speechless was an understatement.
"...Is that it?"
The look in his eyes turned skeptical as he spoke.
Not surprised, the Provost rested her back, her red lips curling into a distinct smile.
"Okay, I see I was wrong on my first guess. But it doesn't matter what I say to begin with.
What does your family request, the Riders?"
'Family?'
Max's outburst was quickly tamed upon hearing the last word.
From the way she said it, he guessed what was going on.
