Maybe it was the girl's direct gaze that made Owen Gojo notice something strange, or maybe he smelled the faint smell of alcohol in the air.
He took a long step and jumped in from the window sill easily.
The leather shoes made no deliberate noise when they hit the ground.
It was only then that the rest of the people seemed to notice his arrival.
The sounds of conversation, laughter, and the crisp sound of wine bottles clinking against each other all stopped in an instant.
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