They passed through the white portal, and Aiden stepped into a vast, opulent hidden lounge that felt more like a private palace than a classroom. Warm golden light from floating crystal lanterns bathed the space in a seductive glow.
Plush velvet sofas, thick ornate rugs, elegant bookshelves filled with ancient grimoires, and scattered training areas created an atmosphere of refined luxury mixed with unmistakable sexual tension. The air was heavy with the sweet scent of feminine perfume, mana, and raw, barely contained desire.
Sixteen extraordinarily voluptuous young women occupied the room. Some chatted and laughed in small groups, others playfully teased or wrestled.
But the most striking scene was right in the center: the dark-skinned twin sisters making out passionately.
Erina clapped her hands sharply. The sound echoed through the lounge like a command.
Every single head turned toward the entrance at once.
