My face turned even worse when I lowered my head a little.


    With the faint light, my clothes became wrinkled, my skirt was tightly attached to my thighs, and my stockings almost integrated with my skin, and turned into dark black after absorbing water.


    While I was planning to find my room, Eluen, who had just gone to the restaurant to look for food, showed up.


    She was carrying some slices of bread in her hand.


    "Girl, there''s some food here and there''s raw materials in the refrigerator."


    "oh oh…"


    Of course I don''t care about this, the reason why I became surprised was-


    Carrying food, she seemed to take off the nun''s suit and hang it on the arm of her other hand because it was wet with rain. Underneath the nun''s suit was an ultra-thin black vest.


    Not only was her **** shoulders exposed, but the slim fabric on the vest could not hide her proud figure at all. Whether it was the two bulging tempting peaks or the flat and fat-free belly, I felt itchy. In addition, my height of over 170, I was simply a typical European and American woman.


    It seems that girls have a natural instinct to compare with the same sex. Although I am not Jasmine, I subconsciously look down at my chest and lower abdomen, and pinch my stomach.


    So awesome, is this person actually hiding big breasts? I always feel that I don’t have the advantage when facing Jasmine.


    "Girl, what are you doing?"


    Looking at the nun who was tilting his head in confusion, I quickly shook my head awkwardly.


    "Hey hey, it''s okay."


    "Well, where is that vampire?"


    Nodding calmly, Elun looked around with some doubt.


    "She went to take a shower. If she wanted to take a shower, it was the key to your room."


    "Oh, even now, you have to be careful, I can''t trust vampires."


    Erun, who nodded, took the key from me, handed me the slice of bread in his hand, and then went to his room.


    Clergy and vampires…can’t trust each other, right?


    Standing alone in the corridor, I shook my head in a little annoyed manner.


    Damn it, why does things have developed like this now?


    Take out your phone from your pocket to try to contact Jasmine and the others, but find that although the phone is not damaged due to water intake, the island is actually outside the signal area.


    It seems that there is no way to contact them anyway. I can only wait until the sea surface calms down and then take a boat back.


    At the moment, I can only pray that Sunflower should not be too worried about the missing "jasmine".


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    After we all finished taking a shower, the so-called girl''s dinner began.


    This is a long table in the restaurant. It was originally intended to be used to entertain guests of the group, but now it has become our dining table... or a negotiating table.


    After taking a shower, we seemed to hang our wet clothes in the room to dry, so we were all wearing bathrobes that came with our hotel.


    At the center of the table is a candle, and in front of each of us is a formal dinner—sandwiches and milk.