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[b][u]Aliquam: Cervantes Mansion[/b][/u]

Lute sighed. As was usual with his interaction with girls, Aria seemed to be reading too much into the situation. “No, you’re not interrupting anything,” The virtuoso pleasantly replied as he got up from his seat, but as usual Delilah was of a different opinion. The familiar grumbled and whined about something he didn’t quite understand, and although he told her to calm down, Lute couldn’t deny that he would have preferred having at least a few more minutes of quiet conversation with Rose.

Ah, but… No big deal. The smile on his face was momentarily broken once he saw the vast expanse of space which was Rose’s closet, but was back to its usual cheerfulness before anyone could notice. T-that was one impressive wardrobe. Come to think of it, wasn’t the one in The Red Parasol just like that…? Wait, they’re not going to undress in front of him too, right? Lute’s brows knitted together and he turned towards Rose.

“I’ll leave now, thank you for the time,” The virtuoso smiled warmly at heiress and then left the room, almost bumping into Dahlia on the way out. He caught a sight of Xandra’s deadpan expression as he closed the door behind him, which made him laugh. She reminded him of how his sister Ruana looked whenever Robin or Lil took her shopping with them. Oh, speaking of... He should go write a letter to send to his sister... With that in mind, Lute hurried down the hall towards the guest rooms.