C181 Chapter 181

Before long, five candle flames danced on a wrought-iron candelabra, their light flickering across the black marble dining table. The flames swayed seductively, and the red roses looked lush and velvety.

The room was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers, fresh and intoxicating.

Two beautifully plated steaks sat on the table. Junji Ito, now dressed in a kimono