“No…why is this…?”


    Starting from my neck, the Chain of Obedience stretched out long. Seeing it once again secured around my neck, I felt an initial rush of confusion.


    “Did Ethan do this…? To be honest, there’s no one else who could’ve done it besides him…”


    But why is it back on? Why now?


    The whole ordeal with Princess Mezzlen had been resolved, and my mind wasn’t particrly muddled or distressed this time. Once it’s fastened, only the user’s permission can release it, so this isn’t something that could be put back on me just because I’d had a little to drink. Unless…I somehow wanted to have this cor ced on me by Ethan, which, of course…


    “Well, that’s obviously nonsense. Let’s move on.”


    Despite my various questions, there was one key matter at hand: clearing up whatever misunderstanding Ethan had and asking him to remove this cor again.@@novelbin@@


    …Though, wearing this cor suggests he might have discovered my recent escape attempt from the dorms. So much for misunderstandings.


    “As far as I remember, everything went smoothly until the end of the drinking session.”


    There were a few instances where the table nearly toppled over, but I managed to prevent that. I even handled most of the cleanup myself, so there was no way I got caught.


    I’d nned to finish reassembling the table the next morning before Ethan woke up…could it be that he discovered it somehow in between?


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