Roland tiptoed out of Kasumi's room and gently closed the door behind him. He was startled to find Karena standing beside him, her arms crossed and a resentful expression on her face.
"Karena?" Roland asked, his heart pounding for no apparent reason as he stared at the beautiful girl.
Well, perhaps not entirely without reason. The scene inside Kasumi's room at that moment was certainly cause for alarm.
He had thoroughly defiled her mother all night long, leaving the bed covered in unspeakable stains of the mixture of their body fluids. If Karena were to discover those traces, she might very well transform into a yandere and stab him.
How could Roland not be nervous?
"What were you doing sneaking around in my mother's room?" Karena narrowed her eyes, her voice sharp.
