These five sisters—was there really not a single normal one among them?!
Looking at Soufflé's unusually serious face, Fu Qian thought to himself.
Still, although Soufflé had misunderstood things a little, she was right about one thing: there was definitely something wrong with this place.
"How could this happen? I still can't quite believe it. You..."
That was what he was thinking, but to match Soufflé's mood, Fu Qian looked up and put on an utterly convincing expression of shock, trailing off before he could finish.
"You're worried I've become like Marguerite, aren't you?"
Soufflé understood at once and gave a rueful smile.
"I'd rather that were the case, but... come with me."
After watching for a while and confirming there were no onlookers nearby, Soufflé took the lead and brought Fu Qian to the second floor of a building by the road.
It was a little way from where she'd sat during the day, enough to show just how cautious she was.
"Follow me!"
When they reached the edge of a balcony, Soufflé quietly instructed him, then took a step forward.
The next moment, Soufflé seemed to step onto thin air and stood suspended in midair.
What—
Still shocked, Fu Qian followed her and stepped forward.
As it turned out, though there appeared to be nothing beneath his feet, there was something solid to stand on.
"Good! You're braver than I expected."
Soufflé looked impressed and took his hand.
She was clearly familiar with the way. Even though the space ahead looked empty, she strode forward until the outline of a door appeared in the wall.
The spot was so well hidden that it was normally impossible to reach. If they hadn't stood right there, he never would have guessed a door was there.
Without hesitating, Soufflé placed her