Spencer smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of petting color: “Is it comfortable?”
“Well…” Elara agreed in a daze.
The voice that was originally a cat sounded softer and more delicate now, and Spencer’s back spine was tingling.
But Elara, who was lying on the bed in a tortoise costume, did not realize that there was something wrong with her voice, and even more did not realize what effect Spencer, who massaged her to relax her muscles, heard her voice.
“Whose clothes do you have?” While massaging Elara, Spencer noticed that the clothes Elara was wearing were men’s clothes, not her own.
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