"Let me turn this night into one to remember."
With those words, the goddess of the pink-coloured building pushed Fen on the bed in the private room where she somehow moved him into. The entire memory of passing through the hallways or crossing the doors somehow disappeared from the young man's memory, with how infatuated he was with the aura that this girl was spreading alone.
But as insanely skilful that girl was, she was not in any bit of hurry.
Once Fen's buttocks touched the soft pillows of the bed, he suddenly found a glass of some drink in his hand, with the girl nowhere to be seen!
'Wha…'
Even before the young man could construct a single sentence within his mind, this strange goddess returned, wearing exactly the same outfit as before…
Yet, the feeling that she invoked in Fen's soul, the reaction to her entire self, was different.
Twist.
