Chapter 77 Expensive Lingerie
- The words poured out sharper than I intended. But damn it, I’m tired. Tired of being poked and prodded like some fragile thing that might shatter at any moment.
- For the first time, Ayumi looks caught off guard. Her cold, unshakable demeanor softens—just a fraction, but it’s enough to make me pause.
- “Alright,” she says, her voice quieter than before. “I’ll see myself out.”