Chapter - 39

Just then, Saria’s voice cut through the noise—gentle, soft, almost caring.

“Don’t worry, Kaito,” she said, reaching out and placing a reassuring hand on his arm. “Come with me to my house. You can leave for your home early in the morning.”

Silence fell over the group.

Everyone turned to look at Saria, their eyes wide in shock.

Saria? Speaking so sweetly?

She was never the type to be gentle or affectionate with anyone—her usual demeanor was composed, distant, and sometimes even cold. But now… she was talking lovingly to Kaito?

Raven leaned in, whispering to the others, “Did I just hear that right?”

“I must be more drunk than I thought,” one of them muttered, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

The entire group sat in stunned silence, exchanging glances, watching as Saria carefully helped Kaito up.

Kaito, still dizzy, didn’t fully register the situation. His mind was too hazy to process the way Saria’s touch lingered on his arm or the softness in her gaze.