"How so?" the poetess looked at the Wolf Family Young Lady who was holding her wrist, and with a light laugh, she caressed the other's face filled with affection.
"I cannot forget the sweetness and joy you gave me... can we meet again?" On the cusp of departure, Tayana was once again submerged in deep regret.
"Maybe? But it's better to treat this as a fleeting dream, you're very obedient~... and I must naturally keep my promise to leave your life..."
Having gleaned enough information, and no longer harboring any attachment to this place, the poetess touched the forehead of the woman, making her lie helplessly on the bed.
Once the Wolf Family Young Lady had slowly drifted to sleep under the influence of the Comforting Spirit Fragrance, the poetess finally put away her smile, calmly turned around, and left.
Exiting the residence as a guest, she left the Upper City, her figure vanishing among the bustling crowd of Wolfenhol.
