In the bedroom, the soft light from the [Peaceful Bed] covered everything.
The air carried a very faint life fragrance. Not heavy, not uncomfortable, but the moment one stepped into the room, the spirit naturally relaxed. The bed had completed its upgrade. Pale blue veining ran along the headboard, occasionally lighting up like a breath.
Sunako stood beside the door.
Not stepping forward.
Not retreating either.
Her hands gripped the hem of her maid dress tightly. Her face was so red it seemed like heat was visibly rising from it. The confidence she'd had earlier when talking about being a "talking accessory," "backup maid," and "supplementary mascot" had completely disappeared.
Rilia stood not far from her.
The Ice Wolf General still maintained a much calmer expression, but her wolf ears had reddened slightly, occasionally shifting. Her gaze looked at Rover without avoiding him, but still carried a natural layer of alertness.
Rover sat down on the edge of the bed.
