"Then can I borrow this girl for a while?"
Sirius carried Betelgeuse out of the office, her lower half clad in nothing but panties. She squealed in embarrassment. If she could get embarrassed, why had she hidden in the office cupboard dressed like that?
"Where are we going now?" I asked.
Sirius asked in return:
"Is there somewhere we won't be disturbed? This conversation might take a while."
Antarctic Star's office was on the busiest second floor of the World Center, practically in a shopping mall. Even Sirius frowned at that.
"How about the Zodiacal?"
Yuehan cupped her cheeks and suggested, "There's some lingering darkness there, but that isn't a problem for us, and no one will disturb us... Shall we go back to the apartment on Island One?"
A good suggestion.
It was a little far, but distance wasn't a problem for me.
The Proxy went ahead and opened a teleportation passage, then walked in on her own.
"We're home~"
Despite what Yuehan said, I had never lived here.
The one who had lived here with them was another me.
Still, this little three-story villa was much more comfortable than the iron coffin in the Lunar City or the converted cave in Enheria.
Barbara spread her arms to throw herself at me, only to be intercepted by the Proxy, who carried her to an armchair and made her the witch's plaything.
Sirius tossed Betelgeuse onto the sofa, where she curled up in a corner.
"I'm not going to eat you. Why are you so nervous?"
Sirius stood with her hands on her hips as she spoke, but Betelgeuse still showed a PTSD-like panic response.
"Weren't you able to talk to her just fine before?"
Sighing, I went over and helped her sit upright, then grabbed a square cushion from