For some reason, the Witch, who had already experienced this before, felt that the voice just now had sounded somewhat strained and hoarse, as though its owner had a cold. Had Aoko caught another cold by being reckless?
A little worried, Alice Kuonji stepped lightly inside and looked around the empty room in puzzlement.
Because of her personality, Aoko Aozaki's room was furnished much more simply than those of other high school girls her age. Apart from a slightly larger bed, a desk, and a wardrobe, there were only some storage boxes and two nine-tier bookshelves.
There were no unnecessary furnishings to obstruct her view, so the Witch figured out where Aoko was without much effort.
She walked up to the bathroom, looked at the frosted glass door, and spoke softly.
"Aoko?"
"I'm here. What brings you here so late, Alice? Did something happen?"
Aoko Aozaki answered the Witch outside the glass door in a shaky voice that even she found ridiculous.
She regretted her own carelessness more than ever. What a terrible miscalculation!
Had she known she would find herself in this situation, she would never have chosen the smaller room just because it was easier to clean. She should have thought further ahead and chosen a larger room with more furnishings, so she could have used them to block unwanted lines of sight and remained composed, instead of ending up in this awful predicament.
...Ah, no, that wasn't right either. Without Roland's involvement, this situation would have been unthinkable!
At that thought, Aoko Aozaki shot a vicious glare at Roland, whom she had pinned down in the bathtub and who was playing innocent, signaling for him to submit already.
To keep their shadows from looking unusual, in her haste, she had been forced to adopt an even more