Just like Bruno's, the interior of the vice principal's house was quite grand, even though there weren't too many luxurious decorations. Still, the sheer width of the seating room and the high ceiling with the lit-up chandelier was enough.
Nyx was led to a double sofa seat in the middle of this wide room, while Miss Camila gave him a tea that had been brewed for herself to chase away the cold. Being here, Nyx felt a bit awkward, but since he was practically an old man in a child's body, he expertly masked his emotions, not being affected by Camila's exotic curves.
Besides, this was not the first time he had seen her.
"So, about the rewards?" Nyx asked, kick-starting the conversation. There wasn't even a tinge of shame in his voice as he asked this, despite knowing deep down inside him that he didn't deserve the rewards.
But guess what? Nyx had long killed his consciousness; it was one of the necessary sacrifices he had to make.
