The light from the day slowly disappeared as the night sky taking its shift just as Lyon walked in the hall. The dim light from the candles illuminated the place but to Lyon, it still quite hard to adjust to because he had neon lamps installed back on earth.
As Lyon's hand about to touch the door handle, an electric flash ran through his brain.
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(My perverted instinct is tingling!). After the cumulation of perverted thoughts and acts, this was one of his special yet disgraceful technique.
Instead of touching the doorknob, his hands slowly pressed against the door while his right ear kissed it.
*thump
*thump
His heart started to race as he waited. Who would have thought that the world's greatest talent was some perverted guy in front of a door trying to listen to the girls' conversation? And this happened just right after he made a speech about love! His image only lasted for one chapter!
"Ahnn..." a moan came out from the door.
