“Alright, it’s your turn, Ken.”

“…Um.”

It had been five days since I was trapped in the tower, constrained by Raphne’s grip. My attempts at persuasion had proven utterly futile; I was merely waiting for the right opportunity.

“How about this position?”

“Ahhh!”

Currently, we were enjoying a board game similar to chess on the bed. In truth, aside from being confined to this room, our time together hadn’t changed much.

So now, while playing the board game, my hands were freed, and I wore shackles on my feet.

“…Hoohoo, got you, Ken. Actually, I led you into that position!”