The time was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the venue was a hotel temporarily offering accommodations. The room wasn't large, or rather, there was no need for too much space; a soft bed was enough.
Carolina was clearly unfamiliar with this ambiguous atmosphere. Moreover, when she saw the Schwali gentleman removing his coat, she felt physically nauseated, yet a strange sense of excitement filled her heart.
Carolina hesitated for a moment, then lay down on the bed. After all, she had seen the ladies at Pink Hall do the same, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to follow suit.
"Hey, hurry up..."
Fisher had his back to her, and while taking something out of his pocket, Carolina thought he was going to take some medicine. She sighed in resignation, as she wouldn't be engaging in that sort of activity with him. She had already decided to use Charming Magic to bewitch him and then question him when he would be overwhelmed by the spell.
