Hosting The Younger Generation

Davis walked towards Nora Alstreim's room. However, he did a u-turn and walked into Isabella's room before taking a bath and cleaning himself of his sexual adventures. He then exited and approached Nora Alstreim's room again.

He pushed the door open and entered.

'...?' Davis blinked, "What?"

In front of him, there was nothing.

The next moment, he recognized that the space in front of him was covered by an illusion that made it look like nothing was present. He swept his gaze over the room before turning back and left.

It seemed like his mother didn't want him or anyone interfering with her plans. He smiled, becoming a bit satisfied as he could tell that his mother was no longer hesitant about her decision anymore. It was just; he could not tell what decision she took.