Disgusting Brothel

Inside Delphine's office:

"Are you ready?" Delphine asked, casting a glance at Aether, who was now adorned in a pristine white uniform that gave him the appearance of a noble student. 'He looks really different in every outfit,' Delphine mused silently, her eyes catching something on his neck.

"Why is she clinging to your neck like that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Aether awkwardly smiled, his eyes shifting to Snowflake, who was curled around his neck as if she had no intention of letting go.

The previous day, he had instructed her to wait in the principal's house while he retrieved a few things, but circumstances had escalated, and he had somewhat forgotten about her. Now, she was sulking and clinging to his neck.

"Well, whatever..." Delphine shrugged, deciding that as long as Snowflake didn't cause a commotion, it was fine. She was about to leave the office when Aether moved to block the door.

"...What's wrong?"