Elizabeth hid around the corner of the staircase, pressing her back against the wall as she peeked cautiously toward the music classroom.

That little pink-haired girl was standing at the door, glancing around as if she’d sensed something.

“Tch, these brats are way too sharp,” Elizabeth muttered under her breath.

Luckily, the girl didn’t spot her and retreated back inside, allowing Elizabeth to breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to leave, another small figure entered the classroom.

“It’s Noa…”

Elizabeth’s mind began to churn.
“So, the girls from Leon’s family all gather here one by …