The night is dark, and torrential rain pours down.
Raindrops batter the glass windows, like urgent drumbeats that are particularly loud in the quiet night.
In the rain, almost all the lights in a villa within Saint Kray Monastery are extinguished.
Inside the manor, dark corridors, silent bedrooms, every room is peaceful and tranquil.
"Giggle giggle."
Only on the first floor, a warm yellow light outlines the silhouette of a woman; Isatia is engrossed in watching a show on the screen at the foot of the bed.
The glowing light casts upon her face, reflecting her delighted smile.
"You're so cute I want to eat you up for breakfast."
"Could... could you wait until I've finished breakfast?"
Boom ——!!
The comedic program broadcasts cheerful laughter, intertwining with the flashes of lightning and thunder outside into a discordant duet.
Outside, the downpour continues, with raindrops snaking down the glass windows.
