Yura pressed her face against the window, eyes wide with excitement. The estate stretched before her like a dream: manicured gardens, sunlit balconies, and towers reaching into the sky.
"Wow… this… this is incredible! I want a room with a huge balcony and tons of sunlight!" she exclaimed, spinning around, practically glowing.
Min-jae chuckled and reached out, gently patting her head. "Don't worry, I'll get you the best room," he said, smiling warmly.
Before he could linger, Meical subtly withdrew his hand from Min-jae's side, keeping his distance.
Yura's eyes narrowed slightly at Meical's stiff posture. Her lips twitched into a mischievous grin.
"Jeongmal… jjanghae!" she muttered under her breath, the words rolling off her tongue in frustration at the interruption.
Min-jae froze for a moment, then stifled a laugh. He understood the joke. Meical, of course, had no clue.
