Chapter 127
Whenever it happened, I knew that one day Tristan would ask me, “Do you go to the Sacred Salon?”
Whether it was about what bets I had exchanged with Rick or what kind of relationship I had with him... I had anticipated receiving such an embarrassing question.
But why did it have to be today? At this very moment?
And in a way that involved following me, no less.
Tristan, you really are...!
“Lady, my apologies.”
“Huh?”
A staff member urgently clamped a hand over my mouth and dragged me backward. Strong, too!
“Madam, I don’t know what’s going on, but please calm yourself. If a disturbance occurs, the guests still inside the salon won’t be able to respond properly!”
“……”
It was only then that I realized my hands were awkwardly raised as if I were about to grab Tristan by the collar.
What was I doing? Rushing at him—and then what?
As I lowered my hands, the staff member let out a small sigh of relief.
“We’ll escort you home as quickly as possible. I apologize for the inconvenience.”
“…Alright.”
“If you wish, I can carry you.”
“I can walk.”
We walked together for quite some time.
At the end of what felt like an endlessly winding alleyway, I finally reached a road I recognized.
It was late, and there were few people around.
The staff member let out a sigh, seemingly relieved now that I was safe.
“Phew… You may remove your mask now. I will accompany you to your residence.”
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