C324 There's Still Something Wrong with Double Insurance?

"Well, it's the smell of my brother."

In the dark room, the silver-haired girl was hugging the youth's pillow as she narrowed her eyes and breathed heavily. Then, she happily rolled around on Roya's bed.

That's right. This was Alisa's biggest and most effective entertainment after Roya left the house.

There was nothing that could not be solved by rolling on the bed once. If there was