"Isn't that Rohan?"

At Noah’s words, Ichinose’s senses spread outward like ripples.

With her eyes closed, she extended her aura and precisely located the target.

Rohan was definitely there.

And beside him are two people who seem familiar.

The swift-footed girl, Clara, and the elf girl who had once pleaded for help, claiming to be the last of the Testarossa bloodline.

‘Huh?’

At that moment, Baby-nose Ichinose's brain finally began processing the situation.

‘His prior engagement… was shopping for women's underwear?’

She had always been curious about his relationship with those two women,

but she never pried into his personal affairs.

Now, though, there was no need to ask.

Everything was as clear as day.

If someone still didn't get it after seeing this, they'd have to be a complete idiot.

‘To think he has two women that beautiful as lovers… impressive.’@@novelbin@@

At face value, the sentence sounded like a compliment.

But the subtle inflection in her own inner voice held a sharpness she couldn't quite recognize herself.

It was an imperceptible speck of emotion—one that an inexperienced girl wouldn't be able to pinpoint easily.

"Nose? Are you even listening? Hellooo?"

"..."

"Ah, she's broken again. I'm going ahead, then?"

"..."

Baby-nose Ichinose sank deeper into thought.

Since Rohan was a survivor upholding the values of Southern Solarea,

There was nothing wrong even if he had ten or a hundred lovers.

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