"How come you're here!?"
At the doorway, Basil Jaak blurted out.
Inside Kitty More's room, aside from Kitty More who sat aloft, there was another woman dressed in purple—it was none other than the little witch, Trista Stan!
This heartless little girl, who could play tricks on her sect brothers and sisters in front of so many people, Basil had no fondness for her. So, seeing her in the room, Basil was quite astonished.
He had originally thought that Kitty More's call for him to come here would lead to an exciting and somewhat erotic conversation, yet now that the little witch was present, it was clear that any such mood was completely gone.
"This isn't your house; why can't I be here? Humph, what's more, this is Kitty's room. If I want to come in, I don't need to notify you, right?"
Trista Stan, inside the room and dressed in purple, was playing with a black, furry animal. Basil was too far to make it out clearly, but it looked like a mouse.