"Bye..."
"It's okay if you can't remember, later on, you'll have a deep impression of me."
"..."
Emhardt didn't have time to chew on the hidden meaning in her words, but looking at her smiling blue-gold dilated pupils, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
So, he embarrassingly closed his eyes and fainted.
"Woo~"
The camel next to him raised its head in confusion and grunted at the woman in front of it.
But Paimon just shook her head to indicate it was nothing, and then she pinched the unconscious Emhardt with her left hand and turned to walk towards the second floor.
It was only then that the paintbrush held in the right hand of the woman called "Paimon" was revealed from the shadows.
She seemed to be painting.
As her figure entered the second floor, it became apparent that there were more completed paintings here.
