Knock knock knock——
Volgan knocked on the door and said:
"Miss Glina, I'm back."
"Oh, Volgan, just a moment."
Glina's voice was leisurely and lazy, combined with the faint fragrance of foam lingering in the air, suggesting she had just finished bathing. Volgan's keen hearing caught the rustling sounds of clothes being put on, then he heard Glina say:
"Thank you for your hard work, come in."
"Yes."
The door unlocked, and Volgan pushed the door open, taking in the room's layout at a glance.
'The position of the vase is normal, no extra objects, and no other scents apart from the Dragon Race in the air.'
'There are traces of water on the floor, and obvious steam on the ceiling, consistent with a hot spring bath.'
'Miss Glina doesn't like wearing slippers, the footprints on the floor are normal, with no irrelevant marks.'
