CHAPTER 8

"Do you know my son ija? Or do you know him?"

I tried to smile and bow, saying, "Ahh, ehh, I'm not sure. Maybe it simply seems like hihih I'm sorry because you're shocked because of me."

A dude in all-black with glasses. It was quite serious-looking, and I couldn't even make out any expression in its eyes.

Mrs. Ferrer began to speak, "Xander, she's Elyse—" before turning away from Xander.

He was pleased to say, "Nice to meet you," and I scowled. I heard the man remark, "Nice to meet you," didn't I? He's weird, and Mrs. Ferrer is also a little crazy, but it doesn't appear to have anything to do with his son turning away from her while she's still talking.

To awaken him, I would hit him with a pot if I were his mother.

It finally murmured gently to me, "Oh my goodness ija! I forgot to inform you that there is just one room here." I was shocked as I glanced at him.

Just one? That indicates that it is her son's room, so what about me? Where can I find a bed?

"You'll just rest on the couch