Luxurious.
That was the only word that could define the VIP Room No. 1.
The moment Ash entered, he felt as if he had stepped into another world entirely — one that whispered wealth in every breath.
The booth was vast, easily large enough to fit a small apartment, and every inch of it was designed to overwhelm the senses. The floor was covered with thick velvet carpets embroidered with golden threads, soft enough that each step felt like walking through warm clouds. The faint shimmer of the threads caught the light, creating a subtle gleam that made the room look alive.
The walls were lined with enchanted crystal panels that glowed softly, their light adjusting on its own to the perfect warmth and hue, shifting like sunlight passing through morning fog. It gave the room a comfortable brightness, never too harsh and never too dim, the kind of light that made one forget time.
