Some time passed after the doors to the mansion closed. Everyone had already come to terms with the fact that they would be staying here for a long time and had begun to gradually get used to life in the mansion.

Under these circumstances, Wilardo begins to become gradually attached to me. This man, despite his irritability and sarcasm, arouses a certain interest in him. He knows a lot of things and it's really interesting to talk to him. It seems like Wilardo is even starting to trust me a little...

It was unknown how it came to this, but now we were spending time together in my room. At first Wilardo found the idea a little suspicious, but the phrase "I have a bottle of good wine" made him change his mind.

The way I elegantly held a glass of red wine, crossed my legs and lazily flipped through the pages of yet another grimoire seemed damn attractive to him and Wilardo notices that he has not taken his eyes off me for a long time with a certain curiosity and even admiration. When I look up from my book and look at Wilardo questioningly, he awkwardly looks away...