Hwaya’s eyes opened wide. It was to be expected. She probably didn’t expect Walker’s name to suddenly pop out.

But I was sure that the black clothed man who was frozen up to his stomach was Edward Walker. I could tell from his voice. I became even more confident after I saw him use a skill.

I took off the mask he was wearing, and revealed a brown eyed and brown haired middle-aged man. He gritted his teeth and glared at me, but I didn’t pay it any attention and grabbed his face. Pzzt. Sparks flashed. This strong resistance made me more assured of my guess.

“You even have an item that hides your identity,” I commented.

“Like the one you’re wearing?”

I shrugged. “I already said I was sorry.”

I let Walker go. Since he could also have the Return skill (though he would have used it by now), I broke both of his two legs to leave behind evidence that he couldn’t get rid of. At this point I didn’t know how badly injured he was, but it really wasn’t a concern of mine.

“Arghhh!”

“Walker, sneaking into a lady’s room is something only a piece of trash would do. Don’t you think so?” I asked sweetly.

“Umphhhh….!”

I continued on, “You see, I’m quite angry. It could be because I have a younger sister, so it doesn’t feel like someone else’s problem. I’m going to be harsh with you…so start talking.”

I lightly punched his stomach. His mana undulated and a strong blue light shot out for a moment. From the resistance I felt against my fist, he was...