Location: Amber Hall
Members of the Extreme Association lay sprawled around the hall like a pack of lifeless dogs.
In the corner.
Miseria and Fratiss squatted there, whispering, and soon caught the attention of Chloe who was sorting the harvest.
"Senior sister, junior sister, what are you two doing here?"
"Ah!"
"Eek!"
The two were startled and turned to see Chloe's curious eyes.
Miseria instinctively wanted to block Chloe's vision, saying:
"Nothing at all."
"..."
Very suspicious.
Chloe squinted her eyes.
Fratiss, however, confessed honestly:
"Actually, we're looking at the records in the Fantasy Ball."
Chloe was even more puzzled:
"What's there to hide about this kind of thing?"
Fratiss was also momentarily taken aback and turned to Miseria:
"Yeah, senior sister, what's there to hide about this?"
Miseria's cheeks flushed slightly as she said:
"The work isn't finished yet, isn't it embarrassing to look at it ourselves?"
Chloe tilted her head:
