PAID

“Welcome!!”

…What is this?

The unofficial summit room where Lina and I finally entered was far from what I had expected.

It was nothing like the scene depicted in the game.

I anticipated something slightly hostile, somewhat secretive—a clandestine meeting in an understated setting.

Instead, the room was dazzling. Chandeliers hung above us, a luxurious red carpet lined the floor, and wine and spirits were laid out, ready to be served.

Everyone wore cheerful smiles. And the most striking difference?

Their ages.

‘They were supposed to be old and decrepit.’

Yet, the people before me looked to be in their 40s or 50s at most.

‘No… but it’s them.’@@novelbin@@

Despite their youthful appearances, the resemblance to the characters in the game’s illustrations was undeniable.

“Lina, over here! Come in!”

“Why were you so late? We’ve been all ready and waiting for you!”

“Fufufu, Lina, this way!”

“I thought my neck would stretch waiting for you to arrive.”

The middle-aged women flocked around Lina, guiding her to a chair, massaging her shoulders, and addressing her as “teacher” in fawning tones.

“Teacher, please, that first!”