Knock! Knock!
The door opened.
"Ah~ Brother~"
Anna smiled as she stood in the doorway.
She had changed into something more casual—comfortable shirt and skintight trousers—as if she were back at her home.
"Anna, I'd like to have a word with you."
Fang Raon said.
His tone was as sharp as the blade of a well-sharpened kitchen knife. Anna knew that it was serious.
She let him in, and she sat down on the bed and watched Fang Raon slowly close the door—with a click, he locked the door.
This was one of the many vacant guest rooms of Rose Records mansion, and Anna and the members of Anna's Angels were given a place to stay.
Even if they were just going to log off.
"You told Della about my private life. Why did you do that?"
Fang Raon asked while tracing his finger across the books on the bookshelf and saw Anna smiling via a reflection on the window.
"It was an honest mistake, brother. I thought that she already knew. I am really ashamed about that."
Anna said.
