Wendy leaned against the table, her eyes slightly unfocused as she gazed at Ren, but a mischievous smile played on her lips. Her cheeks were flushed, not just from the alcohol but from something else—something that made the atmosphere in the room feel much hotter than before.
Ren swallowed hard, sensing that something was off. Wendy had never acted like this before. She was always energetic, cheerful, even a little playful, but now there was something softer in her gaze.
"Hey, are you okay?" Ren asked cautiously, trying to make sure this was just the alcohol talking.
Wendy let out a small giggle, pushing herself up from her seat with one hand on the table for balance. "I'm fine, Strom~ But you know? You're really mysterious… and that makes you interesting."
Ren raised an eyebrow, feeling increasingly uneasy. "I think you're pretty drunk," he said, attempting to shift the conversation. But Wendy ignored him.
