�You have to isolate.�So as not to be exposed to any information.�

As always, when the knocking on the door stopped, Malta sat down on the couch.

The reason I don�t even feel guilty anymore is because I �know� that it�s not real.

�It�s like a curse.�

I thought maybe it was me who had gone mad.

�what?�Has anyone come yet?�

The door opened and Marsha entered.

They were four people who decided to search different areas in order to finish the investigation as quickly as possible.

�You are the first.�Did you have any income?�

Marsha shook her head and went to the water purifier.

�nothing.�Miro, did you find something?�

Malta stared at the nape of Marsha�s neck as she drank the water.

�I�m tired after walking around all day.�I�ll go to my room and get some rest.�

�Let it be.�

Even after Marsha entered the room, Malta did not look away as if chasing her afterimage.

�It�s real.�

She was a woman like herself, from the real world.

�Because it�s a place where there is no hope.�

Malta got up and opened the door.

�����Did you know?�

Marsha was sitting on the bed, holding a smoking pipe.

While looking at Malta�s lustful eyes, she did not lose her smile and said while exhaling smoke.

�I�m used to it, those eyes.�

Malta was quiet.

�You know my situation.�Can�t you show mercy?�

�How about you put up with it?�I don�t want to do bad things to my benefactor either.�

It was an option that Malta�s desire could not have.

�Then I can�t.�

Marsha�s smile slightly hardened as the spirit zone of Malta pushed through synesthesia.

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