-Aria POV-
Morning has come, it's time for us to depart to our old base aka love hotel. Joel looks like he's excited to see whether Tristan and Chrysant react with our old base. He's been flashing this smug grin for a while. Not sure what he's proud of, I ask while we're packing our stuff.
"What's that smug grin for?" I asked a happy man next to me.
"More people! The more, the merrier" he looks pretty excited.
I see this glasses man next to me has been longing for other human interaction other than me. Perhaps, he's bored of my face or something like that along the way.
"By the way, I'm sure that the food at home is rotten," he sighed. "We need to stop by somewhere for ingredients".
He really likes cooking, does he? Joel can be a great housewife, or in his case a great house husband perhaps. Tristan and Chrysant already stand behind us, with their belongings already packed neatly inside their bags.
