Chapter 173 - 74. The Trap of Knowledge
Fisher reeked of booze, but he was still relatively lucid. He rubbed his shoulders and turned around to instruct the servant at the staff quarters to prepare some hot water for his bath. Soon he would have to take off his dirty clothes and hand them to the laundry staff.
Saint Nali University provided many benefits for its faculty and staff, including free clothing cleaning and room cleaning services, which were quite valuable to the students, as most students washed their own clothes.
He didn’t let the servant into his room because Carlo was still there, and it would be bad if he was exposed.
However, when he pushed open his room door, he saw the wide-open window and a somewhat breathless Carlo. An orange cat, which had come from nowhere, was squatting on Fisher’s desk and licking its paws, looking adorable.
"Meow~"
Fisher glanced at Carlo, then at the window and the cat, and asked,
"Did you go out?"
"...A cat jumped in from outside just now, and then tried to run out, so I secretly touched it."
Carlo pursed his lips and then sat on Fisher’s bed plank. It was already evening, and he had shed some of his waiter’s attire, revealing his body wrapped in bandages.
To prevent the softness at the front from protruding too much from the waiter’s clothes, he had to wrap two layers of bandages, but even so, her curves were still obvious.