*UNEDITED*
The butler's tone clearly suggested that he was upset about that fact. Normally one should be happy if they don't have work to do. But, she can see the opposite here. Does he really think food can make up for what he did? How ridiculous!
"I'm going to eat out," Setsura mumbled. Even if her body ached all over, she will not stay here.
"Hm, where do you think your going?"
Setsura was startled a little and turned her head. There stood Akito by the door wearing his nightwear still, his well toned chest exposed slightly. Akito held a spatula in hand, but the sight felt somewhat dazzling to her. He feels like a King holding his scepter. "It seems like you have to take responsibility for sleeping with me."
Her complexion turned redder and she took a peek at the servant.
