Time flew by in an instant, leaving no room for any proper preparation.
The victory party Ian had told her about was suddenly only a day away.
With only one day left before the party, Elena, thinking the timing was finally right, visited the mercenary group's dormitory.
'Oh my.'
'Ah….'
Elena, having come up the stairs, happened to run into Airi in the common room. She looked surprisingly relaxed.
Usually, a person attending such a large party for the first time would be extremely nervous, constantly checking their attire and preparations with an anxious face a day before the party.
Airi seemed a bit tense, but otherwise, she didn't seem to have any particular worries.
She might look timid at first glance, but a mercenary is a mercenary. Was she actually bold by nature?
Thinking that, Elena asked Airi.
'Have you finished all your preparations?'
'Preparations?'
'I mean for tomorrow's party.'
Hearing Elena's words, Airi replied with a puzzled look.
