"Ughhh~."

The moment I entered the [Lady of the Night]’s memories, the first scene I saw was her standing in front of a large mirror, striking an unusual pose.

Her arms were raised, exposing her pale underarms, and she seemed to be aiming for some sort of sultry, mesmerizing effect.

...What the hell is she doing?

"Hmm… this feels like it would diminish my dignity. I won’t do it."

After spending a considerable amount of time pouting her crimson-red lips in various ways, she finally stopped her peculiar practice. She pulled out a notebook seemingly from thin air and marked an "X" next to an item on the list.

Then, she shifted to another pose, covering one eye with her bangs while leaning against the mirror at an odd angle.@@novelbin@@

"Mmm. This one’s much more intellectual."

She smiled in satisfaction and placed an "O" next to another item in her notebook, the one directly below the one she’d just crossed out.

Given her naturally cold and alluring beauty, the charismatic pose suited her atmosphere perfectly, making her look dangerously captivating...

"Hah. Ang~."

But the moment she tried adding bizarre sound effects and adjusted her posture awkwardly, the entire image of her shattered.

Until I’d seen this memory, I’d thought of her as a competent Constellation, admired and supported by other gods.

Now, she just felt like an ordinary, slightly eccentric older sister from next door.

The room behind her only reinforced the image—a messy space cluttered with posters and trinkets.

To think that this flawless, icy beauty couldn’t even tidy up her room… What a secret to discover.

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