The Fenrir hadn't changed since he last visited, but the absence of people, lights, and noise made it quite eerie. Nikolai leaned back on the sofa in Nikita's room and glanced around with a faint smile. Her stuffed toys and other items were still lying around as if she had never left.
'I wonder if this is Nagisa's doing—she seems the type to do so.'
When they started moving, he wondered what would happen to the other people's homes.
He sold his apartment, moved most of his things into the mansion, and then sent Sarah to a safe place, which his grandfather helped him find.
"Phew... I should have gone with her."
Nikita insisted he stay in her room and wait when she left, but now, considering her current state, he wondered if that was stupid.
'Hmmm?'
He could hear footsteps and a slight rattle of plates, which was what she wanted to get.
"Well... let's get the door."
Creak!
