"Feet... what's so interesting about them?"

Ogre had heard that some nobles had a peculiar interest in feet, but he never imagined his own would be admired like this.

Fortunately, Maggie only took a quick look before putting his delicate, jade-like foot down.

"The God of Dawn must be biased to create such a perfect girl. It's making my heart flutter," Maggie said as she closed the door, dimming the room as the attic's oil lamp light faded.

But for Ogre, the darkness didn't matter—his eyes had excellent night vision.

So he could clearly see Maggie's bold attire, which seemed to reveal more than it hid.

It seemed her usual outfit restricted her true style.

'As long as I can't see her clearly...'

Ogre averted his gaze and quickly burrowed into the bed—better to sleep early given the circumstances.

"Already hiding away?" Maggie chuckled, finding the 'girl' adorable.@@novelbin@@

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