She had felt that fear. She would never forget the sensation it gave her when she saw that aura. This was the same aura she felt when she was about to enter the Young Master's bedroom. An atmosphere that only dangerous figures possess!
"Ha, ha, ha... W-who owns it?!" She was crawling, trying to catch her breath. The chill she felt was real. White mist gushed out every time she breathed through her mouth.
Even though she's seen a similar aura before, her fear hasn't diminished in the slightest. Her neck felt heavy when she wanted to see who the aura owner was. She wondered what had happened to her room. Why is it too cold?
When she managed to lift her head a little, she was wide-eyed when she saw the feet of someone who was actually standing two steps in front of her.
She couldn't identify whether the person in front of her was a boy or a girl because she couldn't see someone's feet in front of her. After all, they were covered in a long dress.
