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There were also quite a few photo frames set aside nearby, seemingly meant for another shelf.

As expected, they were probably for the elders' photos.

Was this Kiana's idea of a reunion between family and companions?

Durandal stared blankly at the frame meant for her.

That frame seemed to possess some kind of magic.

It gradually brought peace to her heart.

Yes.

Including her godfather and mother, this was the ideal family in her heart.

Parents, older brother, younger sister, comrades, juniors...

That was the warmth and resting place she longed for.

Rita.

She too seemed to have been affected by that magic, gazing at the photo arrangement on the wall with an almost obsessed expression.

It made one feel warm...

Wait, wasn't this entire set of photos based on her own big family?

Why was Rita looking so infatuated--

Before Durandal's stunned eyes, the beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, then took down the photo of her brother and held it against her chest, her breathing quickening.

Ah!!

Durandal nearly lost her soul.

What was she trying to do?!!

The little cat was almost incapable of saying anything.

In her bewildered and helpless field of vision, her former adjutant knelt halfway down and reached her fingers beneath her skirt...

Durandal felt as though her soul had frozen in that instant.

Weren't they here to clean and have a heart-to-heart talk?!!

Why did she suddenly start doing something so strange to someone else's master's photo?!!!

This was Kiana's living room!!!

Rita, had she gone insane?!!!

The little cat could no longer restrain herself. She charged straight out, intending to pass feline judgment upon that lunatic with her claws!!

Doing something like that to her brother-in-law's photo in front of her, his sister—even Rita could not be--

But just as she