When Fujiwara Reiki got home, it was naturally already dark.
"Miss, Lady is waiting for you."
"Hmm."
For some reason, although the environment hadn't changed at all, it felt somewhat oppressive.
Even breathing seemed to become less smooth.
At the door of her mother's chamber, Fujiwara Reiki, clearly called back by her brother, knocked on the door.
The maids on both sides stared straight ahead.
"Knock knock knock—"
A few seconds after knocking, Fujiwara Reiki slid the door open and entered.
The tableware had already been cleared.
"Mother, was it you who asked my brother to call me back?"
Fujiwara Reiki smiled brightly, unaffected by the inexplicable atmosphere in the house.
The maid closed the door.
"Sit."
Lady Fujiwara, who had been resting her eyes, opened them.
