[3. The guest can freely roam all areas of the manor during the Countess’s afternoon manor management time.]
Ailette Rodeline was lying straight on the bed, fast asleep. For a moment, this place didn’t feel like a novel where a widow and a guest commit sinister sins, but rather like a fairy tale where a princess and a prince achieve a happy ending with just a kiss.
“…”
Reed’s chest swelled as he gazed at the bedroom. Even though he hadn’t engaged in any strenuous activity, he suddenly felt out of breath—and the reason was clear. With a splendid smile, he stepped forward.
“Excuse me, madam.”
✠
[ The guest has entered the safe area.]
“…!”
My consciousness snapped back to reality, as if I had just been pulled from the depths of sleep. The moment I awoke from the nightmarish nap,…