682 Evolution

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Although Noelle had given her a decent fake ID for emergencies, and the face on the card actually matched the one she had on currently, Emilia was obviously not very familiar with checking into hotels.

After all, usually she either owned the place she was staying at, was an honored guest, or was breaking in to kill someone. None of these required her to show an ID, so she naturally didn't even notice the receptionist's mistake.

Closing the door to 'her' room, the crimson-haired girl took a moment to admire the heart-shaped bed and romantic lighting before hesitating. "T-This should be good enough, right…?"

Cynthia sighed. "It's fine… I guess. As long as no one else can see or touch you."

"Mhm…"