Conan whirled around to find another stunningly beautiful woman, and he widened his eyes. He could not help but think, "Damn! What kind of luck does Felix have to have such gorgeous seniors?"

"Of course! What, are you planning to interfere too?" he challenged, trying to maintain his authority.

Felix stood up, surprised to see that Averill's mentioned senior was none other than Mira, who had gracefully entered the room carrying a distinctive purple umbrella—the kind of accessory that demanded a