Trapped in the warehouse, we sat down for a moment, waiting for someone to pass by.

‘No matter how you look at it, to be locked in a warehouse….’

Emily is one thing, but Mary can be quite coercive at times.

Was there really no softer or better way?

“Um, um…”

At that moment, Diana, who was sitting next to me, shyly spoke up.

We were currently sitting side by side on the floor, staring blankly at the warehouse door.

In such a situation, Diana approached me, gradually closing the distance.

“Ken, are you cold?”

“Cold...? Hmm..., now that you …