On the other side, Veil was ushered into a reserved private room on the second floor, his waist wrapped in the arms of a seductive woman.
The city girl hadn't even had time to sit down before her eyes were drawn to a sultry figure already lounging on the sofa. Her brows furrowed as she snapped irritably, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Sitting lazily on the couch, Blood Mandala looked up, a flicker of suspicion passing through her narrowed eyes.
She had come only because Veil had summoned her here, but instead of being alone, he had shown up with an old man and a woman?
"Now, now, no need to get so worked up," the old man chuckled playfully. "We're all here to have fun, aren't we? No need to get all serious. Though, at my age, I can probably only satisfy one of you at most."
Veil smirked, pulling two small planet-shaped jelly cups from his pocket. He handed one to the sultry woman beside him and tossed the other toward Blood Mandala.
