Samael’s reaction to her proclamation of disbelief was definitely not what she had expected. The look of hurt in his eyes sent a pang of guilt inside her heart, almost making her want to retract what she just said.
 
“I-it’s… it’s nothing,” she replied to his question. “I’m just… surprised, that’s all.”
 
That’s right. Like I said before, the age of a monster can be deceitful. There’s no need to be this surprised, Lunatea.
 
When he suddenly tried to lift her briefcase all over again, she yelled, “H-hey, drop it! Where are you going with that?”
 
To her surprise, he was suddenly capable of lifting the thing. And not only that, he pushed past Kyouko, going straight to the ship they were supposed to board!
 
"Stop!"
 
She chased after him, her skirt lifting upwards with every step, revealing her panties yet again.
 
[i]H-he's fast! Where in the world did he get all this strength when he was so wimpy before?![/i]
 
"Stop! Where are you taking my precious books to?!"
 
She followed him up onto the ship (her conversation with Kyouko was basically over anyway), running as fast as she could. Unfortunately, she was never the athletic type so she could barely beat Samael’s speed.
 
But, on the other hand, thanks to him bumping into a woman dressed in a maid outfit, he was stopped in his tracks.
 
“There you are! Stay where you are right there!”
 
Sam was now prone on the ground after bumping into the maid in front of him. Luckily for him (and Lunatea), the suitcase’s lock remained intact and he didn’t stub his toe with it. Knowing how heavy the thing was, she could only imagine how painful it would be.
 
She ran up to him and stood right above him, exposing her black panties right to him. And when she crouched down, said undergarments became a lot closer to his face.
 
“Hey, you’re alright? Need any healing? I can cast some healing spells if you need some.”
 
She offered her hand, helping him get back up his feet.
 
Once he did, she quickly grabbed her suitcase before he could steal it again.
 
“What were you thinking?” She frowned as she went into her scolding mode. “This is my suitcase. You just don’t get to take it without my permission.”
 
However, seeing his sad reaction, she quickly changed her tone.
 
“Look.” She bent over, placing her hands on her knees to be on his level (inadvertently flashing her panties to the maid in the process). “I know you mean well. But you shouldn’t do something like this. It’s rude and uncouth. If you want to be seen as a good boy, or man, if your age is correct, then you should act more gentlemanly.” 
 
She should know what a gentleman was. After all, her father was one of such gentlemen. Sure, he could be clumsy at times but that only made her mother love him even harder.