North City.
―――Vicars Hotel.
A night passed.
The next morning, the sunshine was particularly beautiful, streaming in through the window onto the white walls, brightening up the room considerably.
"Hmm..." Luna awoke on the bed, opened her eyes, and beside her... it was warm and soft!
Luna: "!!!"
Under her neck was a well-built arm, and suddenly looking over, she saw the face she liked.
It was Galen.
She opened the blanket, took a peek inside, and then quickly covered herself again!
Yesterday... they... it seemed she was the one who took the initiative, and Galen was the one dominated by her!
"Hmm... little ancestor, awake?"
A voice came from above! Little ancestor? Who's the little ancestor?
She quickly reacted, looked up, and saw Galen was already awake, looking down at her with a soft gaze.
Their eyes met for a long time, and Galen slightly curved his lips, pointing his index finger at her tiny nose, saying, "I'll take responsibility."
Take responsibility?
