He handed a watch over, his eyes secretly looking at the blade.

The blade took it and glanced at the 'pure white space' in the few remaining rooms and said, "Just this one, one."

"Okay, you wait."

After paying, I got the key and went straight up the stairs.

Looking at the decoration and layout of the room, the blade nodded, exactly the same as the layout of the Soto City.

Even the big white bed that makes people unable to help jumping on and rolling the sheets is the same style.

It seems that this hotel has put its heart into consideration.

But take a shower first.

The sound of running water is accompanied by the wonderful singing of someone from the knife.

A ticking sound.
Chapter completed!