"Alone at last... I should head back to the cabin before someone else springs another surprise on me," Myne muttered, glancing in the direction Alban had gone before hurriedly, he made his way back into the cabin.
Inside, a pang of loneliness gnawed at Myne making him sigh deeply, "It would be nice if Velvet were here. Even if she's just fake, her presence boosts my morale at least." After a moment of hesitation, Myne approached Demonic Velvet, who lay silently on the table. It almost seemed like she could wake up any moment and scare him to death.
"Haaahuu... Tell me, Velvet, what should I do now? I know you're out there waiting for me, but here I am, like an idiot, talking to your fake unconscious version, asking for help... Hahaha, this is really ironic. Big Sis Maya was right; I wasn't prepared for any of this. I always took everything in a lighthearted way, assuming everything would go according to my way."
