The three of us exit the slave merchant pair's house. With Blossom having regained her class, we feel much safer sneaking around without getting caught. Before a guard can even enter our sight, we hide as she notices them by smell alone from a good distance.
Technically, we don't have to hide, but it's best if no one sees us near the house where many dead people lie in a pool of their drying blood.
The night is no longer young since we took our time in a leisurely fashion. My experiments and Ayame's torture session lasted longer than planned, but so far, we haven't suffered any repercussions because of them.
