The Knights of Favonius women's dormitory.
In a five-story building built of gray bricks, one of the two-person dormitory suites had rooms that were fairly spacious.
It had a living room, two bedrooms, a study, a kitchen, and a washroom.
After all, it was a Knights of Favonius dormitory, so a certain level of comfort was guaranteed.
Sitting on the living room sofa, Lisa picked up the glass on the coffee table and took a sip of plain water at just the right temperature. She leaned against the soft backrest, yawned, and murmured as she gazed at the ceiling:
"Was Jean working late again? Why wasn't she back yet?"
Lisa shook her head, stood up, and walked out onto the balcony in her slippers, wanting to see whether Jean had returned and enjoy the night breeze while she was at it.
The streetlights were still on.
Even from a higher floor, she could clearly see the street below. Then Lisa spotted something that astonished her.
Below the dormitory building.
Two figures were walking down the street hand in hand, looking just like a couple out for a stroll.
She naturally wouldn't have been surprised by any ordinary pair, but there was no mistaking what she saw. The two holding hands were actually Jean and the little adventurer!
"When did those two get together? Even that clueless Jean finally figured it out?"
Without her purple hat, her chestnut hair stirring freely in the night breeze, Lisa found it utterly unbelievable.
An urge to find out what was going on immediately rose in her, and even the drowsiness that had just begun to settle over her vanished without a trace.
"Honorary Knight, you're hurting my hand..."
Jean spoke softly and gently. The strong Acting Grand Master was unexpectedly tender and adorable