After changing into a neat nightgown, Jiang Han deliberately brushed her hair like a lady in front of Eileen, tying it with a bow.
Just as expected, she was satisfied to see Eileen looking uncomfortable.
The First Witch's sunny smile stiffened slightly. Her hand kept lightly touching her own hair, as though she wanted to tidy it up as well.
Heh!
...Jiang Han took her hand. As Eileen's whole body went rigid, she smiled foolishly and said:
"Take me there."
"...Mm." Seemingly to distract herself, Eileen began explaining on her own, "The gathering place is inside one of my folded spaces. It was remodeled to build a family amusement park, but since construction was never completed, it was never put into operation..."
Unable to help herself, she placed one hand over her chest, her slender fingers teasing at the buttons near her collar as she tried to straighten the neckline of her nightgown.
But when she met Jiang Han's puffed-cheek expression and those eyes that said, 'Caught you!', she stiffly lowered her hand again, her fingers curling faintly into an empty grasp.
She took a deep breath, apparently chanting This isn't ladylike to herself, before stiffly continuing:
"And precisely because of that, I hid it somewhere no outsider could find."
"Mhm, mhm, where?" Jiang Han echoed along while eyeing Eileen's free hand with ill intent.
Eileen's lips moved.
"Within the disorder of time. No one can spy upon it there, and aside from occasionally encountering monsters with time attributes, it's an excellent place to hide treasures."
Terminal obsessive-compulsive disorder. Terminal lady syndrome... Nurse Jiang Han made the following diagnosis in her heart.
Buzz!
With a flick of one hand, Eileen sent a sword-hilt-shaped staff spinning into her palm. Sunlight magic blossomed in an instant, and a blade of light thrust