A Quickie

It was around midnight. Klautz knew he was late. The 'drills' usually don't last so long. It was all Maebi's fault. But he could not use that as an excuse in case he gets caught.

Klautz had to return to his chambers as fast as possible, for fear of catching the unwanted attention of anyone. The merchants won't be bothered by the likes of newbies. They were just here for profit. But the same wasn't true for Gozoto.

*bam*

He closed the door behind him. But what he saw next made him frown.

"Strange, I never thought this newbie drill had any room service," Klautz whispered as he scratched his jaw.

The room had become as orderly as the first time he had come here. It appeared as good as new. At least by Klautz's standards. He never cared about such things since he knew better than anyone that they were but guests here.

Indeed there shouldn't be room services. Everyone was left to their own terms.