"Phew, finally finished," Myne breathed a sigh of relief as he settled into the luxurious clan leader's chair in his personal office.
"Yes, it was more troublesome than expected," Garnet, who had just returned from dealing with nobles, nodded while lying on the couch like a dead fish, without caring about her previous queenly image. Because her dress was a bit too tight, she struggled to get up, clearly too lazy to do so. She untied her bra without removing her dress, pulled it out, and threw it at Myne's face.
"What!?" He was dumbfounded by such a "gift" and looked confused.
"Help me put it away. I forgot my storage pouch," She said, lying back down on the couch and closing her eyes.
"You..."
Click.
