"Ah~~!"
Draco lay in the hot spring, looking up at the virtual starry sky, his face full of comfort.
Beside him were two bunny-girl maids, massaging his shoulders.
Draco wanted to use this method to relieve the horror he had experienced during the day.
He didn't have Old Ainz's forced calm function; even now, his heart rate was much faster than usual.
After staying in the water for over half an hour, he finally stood up from the pool.
The two bunny girls immediately stepped forward to help Draco dress neatly.
After having dinner, Draco prepared to return to his room to rest.
However, when he reached the door of his room, he noticed two terrifying Auras inside.
Draco remembered the madness with Shalltear last night and couldn't help but get a headache.
Clearly, he had already guessed what kind of situation was inside the room.
It was definitely a living hell.
Silently retreating, he thought it would be better not to return to his room today.
With that in mind, Draco arrived at the Sakura Sanctuary on the Eighth Floor.
Watching the cherry blossoms dancing across the sky, his mood instantly lightened.
Orel gave a faint smile upon seeing Draco's arrival. "My Lord, have you come here to sleep again?"
"Uh... haha, I'm going to lie down in your shrine for a bit. Don't mind me."
Draco felt a bit embarrassed; every time he came here he ended up sleeping, but it was absolutely a coincidence.
Orel still wore that faint, indistinct smile. She didn't reply, but simply followed silently behind Draco.
Entering the shrine, Draco found a random room and naturally lay down on the bed.
He didn't pay any attention to Orel behind him; he was too tired today and just wanted to have a good sleep.
However, the quilt on this bed carried a faint fragrance that was refreshing to the soul.
Draco took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes to rest, and gradually drifted off into dreamland.
In his daze, he felt something soft and delicate approaching his embrace.
Is it a moving pillow?
Not caring much, Draco subconsciously hugged the pillow and continued sleeping... Early the next morning.
Draco slowly woke up.
This sleep had been exceptionally sweet and peaceful.
He wanted to get up and stretch, but found his arm being pressed down by something.
Opening his eyes, he saw an incredibly beautiful face.
Whose face was that?
Draco suddenly sat bolt upright.
He discovered that he was actually holding Orel's face in his arms.
And the most critical part was that he hadn't noticed at all, not even when Orel had climbed onto the bed.
Draco was a bit dumbfounded and hurriedly let go of Orel.
Suddenly, Orel's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she opened those beautiful eyes.
The two of them locked eyes.
"That... Orel, why are you here?"
Orel blinked and said calmly, "My Lord, this is my room."
Draco froze; it turned out he was the fool after all.
No wonder the bed had that faint fragrance. He hadn't expected his luck to be so "good" that a random room he entered would be Orel's.
"I-I see."
Draco coughed dryly a few times, pretending as if nothing had happened.
"Well... I'll be leaving then."
After thinking for a while and not knowing what to say, he decided it was best to just slip away.
"Take care, My Lord."
Orel nodded. Once Draco had completely disappeared from her line of sight, the expression on her face suddenly changed, revealing a cunning smile... On the way back to the Ninth Floor, Orel's pretty face still popped into Draco's mind from time to time.
He shook his head and decided not to think about Orel anymore. Anyway, nothing had happened, so why think so much?
Arriving at the dining hall, he ran straight into Albedo and Shalltear.
The two were originally glaring at each other, but they instantly restrained themselves upon seeing Draco.
"Master, why didn't you return to your room last night?" Albedo asked.
Shalltear's nose twitched. "Master has Orel's scent on him!"
Draco felt a bit awkward. "Uh... well, I was discussing some matters with Orel yesterday."
"Discussing matters?"
Shalltear and Albedo exchanged glances, both seeing something unusual in each other's eyes.
A woman's intuition is often startlingly accurate.
(It seems a new participant has appeared in the battle for the position of primary wife!)
(When the crane and the clam fight, the fisherman wins. This newcomer is not to be trifled with!)
(Ceasefire?)
(Agreed!)
The two silently reached a consensus using magical transmission.
"Master, come and have breakfast."
Albedo enthusiastically pulled Draco's arm toward the table.
Without refusing, Draco sat down at the dining table.
He felt the atmosphere today was strange. Why weren't these two arguing?
Draco wondered, could it be because he was right there beside them?
"Master, I have business with Victim and want to go to the Eighth Floor. Could you please grant me access permissions?"
Victim?
Draco was stunned for a moment, then realized—there was no way she was going for that shrimp; she was definitely going for the Sakura Sanctuary.
"That's right, Master. I've been researching skills lately and can't use them elsewhere. I want to go to the Eighth Floor too."
Shalltear looked at him expectantly.
Draco understood that these two must have misunderstood something. Truly nothing had happened between him and Orel.
He didn't know how to explain it.
He couldn't just say they simply slept together and nothing happened.
Who would believe that? Draco didn't even believe it himself.
He prepared to gloss over the matter for now.
"We'll talk about that later. Here, take these."
Draco took out two rings and handed them to the two girls.
The ainz ooal gown ring allows for instant teleportation to any location within the Great Tomb of Nazarick. However, as one of the symbols of the supreme being, this ring holds an extremely high status in the hearts of NPCs.
"With these rings, it will be more convenient for you to move around in the future."
The two women joyfully accepted them, holding them in their hands as if they were priceless treasures.
"Thank you, Master!" x2
Seeing this, Draco quickly made his escape. "I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now."
The two women watched Draco's fleeing back, their suspicions further confirmed... Of the rings he just gave Albedo and Shalltear, one was taken from the Treasury yesterday for the convenience of moving Guren, and the other was the one he usually wore.
After leaving the Ninth Floor, Draco went to the Treasury and took another guild ring.
At this moment, Draco still had four Cooldown Scrolls, and he planned to use them all today.
He thought about it; most of the characters from Nazarick had already appeared.
There were only two people left that Draco was familiar with who hadn't appeared.
Nigredo and Lupusregina Beta.
They were Albedo's older and younger sisters.
"Let me see what kind of characters I can summon now!"
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