While leaving the Count's office after finishing his schedule, he saw Guest climbing the stairs from the second floor. Peccatum approached him with a mischievous smile, clutching the hem of his pure white dress.

Oh, Atla, Atla. Having more than three Atlas breathing in this mansion really weakens one's ability to think. Guest Atla, I've remembered your name! You won't even look at me. Even though the other Atla cherishes this face so very much.