The saintess and the mage in One Room

Creak-.

Late at night, the sound of friction rang out unusually loudly in the silence.

The door opened, and the one who entered the room was Yusti-ah.

She was wearing a pure white slip dress with a thin cardigan draped over her shoulders.

Judging by her attire, it seemed she had come right before going to bed.

Given the late hour and her sleepwear, it was a situation that would make any ordinary man feel conscious for one reason or another.

But Franz was not like that.

He simply thought she had come because she had business with him.

They had already spent too many years together for him to feel any flutter of excitement.

Honestly, she felt closer to a colleague or a friend than a woman...