Zoemi woke up in a seemingly empty unfamiliar room, laying on an unfamiliar couch.
"...hmm... oww...! Oh..."
At first, he didn't remember what has happened but then a wave of pain brought it all back.
"Why I got no mana from Raseriat...?"
The black-haired attendant furrowed his brows and complained while lifting his body up to a more comfortable position.
"Raseriat? Who's that I thought that the murderer's name was Ludier Galamroze or something?"
"HUH...!?"
Zoemi flinched and looked around, slightly panicked, when he heard someone's voice.
He ended up noticing a unique shadow a few feet away from him, and once he propped himself a bit higher, he saw a similar couch to the one he was laying at.
The heroine was occupying it while assuming a slovenly and extremely unladylike position...
...while holding onto a shadow plush bear that the black-haired attendant has given her before...
"' Sup?"
