Upon returning to the condo, Vincent sensed the atmosphere floating in the air. He felt ominous and wanted to run away immediately. 

 

But here was Agatha, whom he loved, moaning loudly from his room. 

 

The moan pierced straight into his ears. 

 

Slowly, he approached where the coquettish sound came from. Swiftly, the eerie feeling he felt at the door of the condo overtook him. He stood in front of his room, and from the small space of the open door, he was able to confirm that his intuition was right. 

 

“Ahh! Lanceil! Hmm! That feels good! F*ck!”

 

Her voice glistened so that it could be clearly distinguished from others. He...