As soon as I opened the door, a figure jumped me, throwing me into momentary confusion about how to react. A woman—a Voltherian—naked.
{Arthur?! What's with that noise?! Are you alright?!}
Probably reacting to the loud thud as the figure collided with me, Nyssra's voice crackled through the comms. But before I could even respond, another voice followed—a cold, cutting voice, one that sounded like it came from the bottom of the abyss.
It carried pure, concentrated killing intent.
{Arthur... You... So you're into NTR now. Who would've thought...}
"W-Wait, no!" I stammered, finally snapping back to my senses. "I didn't do anything!"
But how the hell did Eva know what just happened? Is she watching through some hidden drone or—
Before I could finish that train of thought, the woman still clinging to me began to speak.
