Chapter 8: The Feeling of Home
In a district near the edge of Dilheido.
Luo Mio and Misha walked together for nearly half an hour before finally arriving in front of an utterly ordinary-looking house.
Looking at the completely unremarkable house before her, Misha asked curiously.
"Is this... Mio's home?"
In her impression, someone as powerful as Luo Mio should certainly not have an ordinary home. Yet looking at this plain house before her, her perception of him shifted slightly.
Luo Mio glanced at Misha's expression and smiled faintly.
"Come in, then."
Luo Mio pushed open the door and walked inside.
Misha followed behind him.
"Excuse me."
After entering the house, Misha looked around its interior.
There was no furniture whatsoever inside. It was incredibly bare—no tables, chairs, sofas, fireplace, rugs, or even pots, bowls, spoons, or chopsticks in the kitchen. There were no cabinets for storing furniture, not even the simplest curtains to cover the windows. There was only a smooth, spotless floor, without the slightest trace that anyone had ever lived there.
Seeing this, Misha immediately felt rather curious.
Luo Mio headed toward the stairs and smiled softly.
"Let's go."
After glancing around the first floor, Misha followed Luo Mio upstairs despite her curiosity.
Even the stairs were exceptionally clean, without a speck of dust.
This made Misha ask in confusion.
"Mio... is this a new home?"
Luo Mio nodded.
"Yeah. The little ones at home found this new place."
Luo Mio's words stirred some curiosity in Misha's heart.
Little ones...
Were they Mio's younger siblings?
With her doubts and curiosity in mind, Misha quickly followed Luo Mio to the second floor.
As they were about to reach the second floor, Misha saw a door at the top of the stairway.
It was quite rare to have a