âNoâ¦why is thisâ¦?â
Starting from my neck, the Chain of Obedience stretched out long. Seeing it once again secured around my neck, I felt an initial rush of confusion.
âDid Ethan do thisâ¦? To be honest, thereâs no one else who couldâve done it besides himâ¦â
But why is it back on? Why now?
The whole ordeal with Princess Mezzlen had been resolved, and my mind wasnât particularly muddled or distressed this time. Once itâs fastened, only the userâs permission can release it, so this isnât something that could be put back on me just because Iâd had a little to drink. Unlessâ¦I somehow wanted to have this collar placed on me by Ethan, which, of courseâ¦@@novelbin@@
âWell, thatâs obviously nonsense. Letâs move on.â
Despite my various questions, there was one key matter at hand: clearing up whatever misunderstanding Ethan had and asking him to remove this collar again.
â¦Though, wearing this collar suggests he might have discovered my recent escape attempt from the dorms. So much for misunderstandings.
âAs far as I remember, everything went smoothly until the end of the drinking session.â
There were a few instances where the table nearly toppled over, but I managed to prevent that. I even handled most of the cleanup myself, so there was no way I got caught.
Iâd planned to finish reassembling the table the next morning before Ethan woke upâ¦could it be that he discovered it somehow in between?