Divine Judgment

- Damn, I'm thirsty.

The little girl looked around the room for a glass of water to quench her thirst.

- There isn't any here, and I don't want to have to leave this comfortable bed. Damn it! If only the useless one were here.

Rory threw the sheets up and got out of bed.

Unlike Kurone, who was still wearing the same clothes as when he was run over, the maids who flattered Rory so much had given her a dress to sleep in.

The dress she wore - made at astonishing speed by the pair of maids - was a bit greenish and thin, reminiscent of those worn by hospital patients. Perfect for sleeping, but not for running, as it reached all the way to the floor.

- Where are those maids?

- Damn. How can they call themselves good maids if they are not there when their master most needs their help?

Reluctantly, the little girl left the room in search of a glass of water, not even bothering to put on her boots beside the bed.

- Water. Water. Water. Water. - she repeated as she walked down the vast, narrow
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