Even in the current special state of "Multiple as One," the red-and-gold-haired girl was surprised to find that her strength still could not compare to Shade's in his normal state.
"Why do you have such a large butterfly-wing tattoo on your backs?"
Though the gorgeous butterfly tattoo was quite eye-catching, it did not suit either Leisha or Dorothy's temperament. Neither the intellectual and elegant woman writer nor the princess born into royalty should have had such a tattoo on her back.
He thought of a terrifying possibility and incredulously raised a hand to press against the tattoo. The young ladies, who had been arguing fiercely in their hearts, merely felt themselves shudder:
"Mm, this is a normal phenomenon in our fused state. Yes, that's it. There's no time, oh, I'll get dressed myself!"
As she spoke, she snatched the clothes from Shade's hands and slapped them against herself. The clothes seemed to come alive and dressed her automatically.
She practically jumped off the bed, then staggered and nearly fell. Still, she quickly put on her shoes and did not forget to bid Shade farewell:
"Knight, tonight was truly wonderful. You should get some rest too. Good night, and sweet dreams."
As she spoke, she raised a hand and cut off part of the bedsheet. Then, clutching that piece of cloth, she turned into a swarm of Red Butterflies and flew out of the bedroom. When she swept past Luvia in the corridor, who was carrying a teacup, Luvia turned back in surprise:
"Shade... no, not Shade. It's them. Why are they running so fast? Could it be that Shade was stopping them from leaving?"
As she spoke, she glanced toward the half-closed bedroom door.
Of course, Shade did not chase after her. He stared dumbfoundedly at the open bedroom door: