Meijia led the two of them on a tour around the mansion, and Duanmu Huai finally understood why she had invited them.
This place... really made people uncomfortable.
To be honest, the mansion looked quite nice from the outside, and it got plenty of natural light. Unlike many mansions, it wasn't dark and gloomy. The glass dome and floor-to-ceiling windows provided the entire building with ample sunlight. Judging by photographs alone, it would look like a gorgeous, brightly lit place.
But walking around inside was another matter entirely.
If Duanmu Huai had to describe it, the entire mansion felt like an operating room or a morgue. It was brightly lit, yet there was always an indistinct chill in the air. The feeling lingered even during the day. Meijia said that before they arrived, she had always stayed outside in the garden to read—no wonder she disliked being here.
Moreover, Meijia's parents were overseas and couldn't return, so she was essentially all alone here—the two maids clearly didn't count as companions. Duanmu Huai and Sakuya had also met another maid. According to Meijia, she was Granny Mikawa's daughter, a middle-aged woman in her thirties. She kept a stern face and rarely spoke, with such a solemn expression that she looked as if she were standing in a funeral hall...
Were you celebrating a birthday or keeping vigil over the dead?
"This place really isn't suitable for a birthday party."
After making a full tour, Duanmu Huai sat on the sofa in the guest room and gave his opinion without the slightest hesitation.
"If you ask me, this place would be better suited as a funeral hall."
"Big Brother...!"
"Ahaha, it's fine, Sakuya. I actually feel the same way."
Meijia smiled wryly and stopped Sakuya from complaining.
"Actually... nobody likes this place...