Theron cleansed himself in his bathing room. It was quite spacious, the showers seemingly wide enough for four people to enter at once.
Maybe by coincidence, the moment Theron had these thoughts, his so-called unspecified services appeared.
He opened the door with a towel around his waist, three women standing at the entrance.
They couldn't be said to be world-toppling beauties, but they were all Cloud Mancers, having cute and delicate appearances.
Theron invited them in, his gentle smile and tone putting them at ease. They seemed to have been ready to find a gorilla-like man waiting at the entrance.
…
Wi had always been a patient man. Even as he watched Theron move into the hotel, shower, and invite those three women in, he didn't make a move. Even when they got into the swing of things, he did nothing at all.
