Meanwhile, back at his mansion, Zephyrion was dealing with an entirely different matter.
Lumi stood before him with her arms crossed, her cheeks puffed from the force of her frown. She glared at him intensely, her entire demeanor demanding an explanation.
"…why are you angry?" Zephyrion asked.
Lumi's eyes widened instantly. She pointed accusingly at him before wildly waving her arms around.
A moment later, she covered half her face with one arm and began mimicking someone fleeing in terror.
The scene was strangely comical.
Her head darted around frantically before she hurried behind the bed and crouched there, trembling dramatically as though utterly terrified.
The corner of Zephyrion's mouth twitched faintly.
Was this… really how she had seen him last night?
Lumi quickly marched back toward him with a deep frown, clearly demanding an explanation.
Zephyrion resisted the urge to sigh.
'This is the perfect time to stop.'
