Alice thoughtfully tucked the necklace back, restoring everything to how it had been before she touched it, striving to recreate every wrinkle and every strand of hair.
After finishing all that, Alice stared blankly at the closed room door for a moment. She was about to blink to the washroom when she suddenly felt that something was off.
Klein... was he done bathing yet?
After standing there dumbfounded for two seconds, Alice appeared at the washroom door.
...Better not go in.
Come to think of it... where was Cynthia?
Alice blinked her eyes, looked over the empty hallway, and, after hesitating for a moment, stayed where she was.
Actually, it seemed like I could leave now... After all, with the contract signed, Klein couldn't really do anything with Cynthia... Uh, wait.
Alice lazily leaned against the wall, letting her thoughts wander, when she suddenly sprang upright.
If she remembered correctly, Cynthia had said... "I want to have a child with you," right?
There was nothing wrong with that sentence in a normal situation, but considering that the person involved was an evil god, Alice had no choice but to start thinking about who exactly would give birth.
How exciting.
As she marveled at this, Klein walked out, wearing a bathrobe, steam still rising from his hair.
Alice looked at the belt tied especially tightly around the outside of his bathrobe and fell into deep thought.
She watched for quite a while, only to find that Klein had remained standing there without moving. After seriously considering it for several seconds, Alice finally realized—ah, he didn't know the way around here.
Alice's gaze drifted for a moment, but after thinking about it, she decided that wasn't her problem. She was considering whether she should point Klein in the right direction.
Just then,