The master bedroom of the lavish ducal estate. Having changed into nightclothes, Guest sat on the edge of the bed, chest tight with tension and an even greater sense of joy. The back of the man Guest had looked up to and admired since childhood. Even if it was through the pressure of doting parents forcing the marriage, from today, Guest had become his spouse. A sharp, metallic click echoed. Turning around, Leonard, who had removed his military jacket and was now in a white shirt, sat in the desk chair. The expression on his face as he ran a hand through his hair was not that of a newlywed husband facing his wedding night, but the cold ruthlessness of a general attending a military strategy meeting.