Ethan followed Mina through the grand hallways. His eyes darted around, still trying to absorb everything. Expensive paintings lined the walls, exotic vases sat on ancient-looking stands.
He tried to admire the place like a tourist would, but something kept itching at the back of his mind.
So… this is where the mafia lives, huh?
Ethan's gaze shifted to a hallway on the left. Dimly lit. Narrow. Probably soundproof.
Yup. That's definitely where they torture people.
"Big brother~!" Mina called out, giggling as she looked over her shoulder.
Ethan blinked. "Hm?"
"You're smiling weirdly. Are you scared?" she teased.
"No," Ethan chuckled. "Just wondering if I'm going to stumble into a secret underground or something."
Mina put both hands behind her back and leaned closer with a playful grin. "We do have one of those~"
Ethan froze.
"…Wait, seriously?"
Mina just giggled and skipped ahead, ignoring his concern entirely.
