"If you had done that from the start, there wouldn’t have been any problems."

Tesetan muttered indifferently.

At that moment, the seal rolled across the low table.

Jeong Myeongcha’s husband’s hands were trembling so badly that he dropped it.

"I-it’s over now, right? You’ll remove all of this now?!"

He asked frantically, glancing around at the empty space.

Tesetan calmly looked at Tie, who was sitting on his lap.

"Sweetheart, the uncle is asking. Should we remove the subordinates now?"

Tie, who had been carefully examining the divorce agreement, only then lifted her head.

And answered, puzzled:

"No?"

The man flinched.

But Tie continued just as carefree:

"Papa, don’t you know? Tie saw in a drama—after ‘put the seal!’ there’s still a thinking period."

A smirk appeared on Tesetan’s lips.

"I see?"

"Mhm! And then the husband and wife go to the judge together, and that takes a long time..."

Tie looked at the man suspiciously.

"What if he changes his mind later?"

"That’s called changing your testimony."

"Mhm, that one."

Chae Boksu looked at Tie with fondness.

"Our girl is so smart."

A faint smile also flickered across Tesetan’s lips.

Meanwhile, Jeong Myeongcha’s husband nervously watched Tie’s expression.

His shirt was already soaked with cold sweat.

'Hehe—'

'Heh-heh-heh—!'

The whispers in his ears grew louder.

And the spirits’ "games" became crueler.

A sudden jab in his back.

Then something leaping right in front of his face with a horrifying expression!

"I’m not lying!"

In desperation, he grabbed the table.

"I won’t come here again! I won’t even go near that woman!"

"Hmm."

"It’s true! I swear!"

Tie narrowed her eyes.

'Looks like he’s not lying.'

But she still had to be careful.

'When Tie leaves, no one will protect Auntie.'

And what if he came back?

What if he wanted revenge?

She thought seriously.

And at that moment—

"...Then go to the police and confess."

A trembling voice came from behind.

Jeong Myeongcha, who had been silent until now, stood up.

With determination on her face, she walked over and sat across from her husband.

"What are you suggesting to me right now?"

She looked at Tie.

After a pause, she rolled up her sleeve.

On the inside of her arm, wrist, and hand, scars were visible.

"You did all of this. Even after Tie healed me, the marks remained."

Her voice trembled.

"Confess everything. I have evidence—photos, videos. And medical records."

The man stared at her, stunned.

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Yes. So just... just...!"

[If that’s the case, this becomes much simpler.]

At that moment, Marbas leapt up and landed on the table.

"Aaaah!"

The man recoiled.

But Marbas continued calmly:

[According ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ to Article 840 of the Civil Code of the Republic of Korea, in cases of severe abuse, one may file for divorce immediately.]

"..."

[With evidence of violence, a protective order can also be requested at once.]

"A protective... order?"

Tie tilted her head.

[Yes. It prohibits approaching the victim.]

Tie’s eyes lit up.

'That’s cool!'

Of course, she had no intention of relying only on the law.

But if there was a restraining order—

"Killing two birds with one stone!"

Tie suddenly raised her head.

The shoulders of the aunt from Room 203 seemed to straighten slightly.

Marbas continued:

[More importantly, if abuse is proven, the divorce waiting period can be waived.]

"Waived...?"

Jeong Myeongcha asked cautiously.

Marbas nodded.

[Of course. Evidence is all that’s required.]

"And if he still comes..."

[Do not worry. That would constitute a criminal offense.]

"Tie has a punishment too!"

Tie raised her hand.

Her magic reached toward the man.

"If you hurt Auntie again—Tie will send a hundred subordinates to you."

The man trembled.

Marbas added with satisfaction:

[An excellent plan, Mistress.]

He looked at the man.

[And do not even think about telling anyone about us.]

The man swallowed.

Marbas’s eyes glowed red.

[I can interfere with any device. In your world, surveillance cameras are used. There are dozens here.]

"..."

[But I will erase all traces of our presence.]

Marbas hopped closer.

[So even if you scream about mages—you will be taken for a madman.]

"Marr, you’re amazing!"

Tie exclaimed happily.

But then she walked over and said:

"But it’s not necessary."

She showed her bracelet.

"Look."

"This is called Cleansing of Oblivion..."

She began to explain.

Marbas’s eyes lit up with interest.

A little later.

Jeong Myeongcha’s husband, as if in a trance, left Room 107 and returned to Room 203.

As he packed his things, he muttered:

"Can’t go. Can’t."

He must not go near Jeong Myeongcha.

He had to divorce her.

And never return again.

"To divorce faster... I have to confess..."

After gathering a few belongings, he headed to the police.

Why?

"I just have to... have to..."

Fear gripped his heart.

If he didn’t confess—

something terrible would come for him.

"I beat my wife."

The police officers jumped to their feet.

He began telling everything.

"From the first night... then I threatened her over money..."

That evening.

In the room where the four of them slept, it was quiet.

When the moon dipped low, Tie heard a voice.

[Mistress.]

Marbas whispered by her pillow.

[Come out for a moment.]

He pointed at the ceiling.

There, a completely filled Harmonium floated.

Tie glanced at her father, grandmother, and aunt, then quietly stepped outside.

Outside, Marbas asked:

[The Harmonium is full. I plan to return to Tallocium first.]

"Mhm."

[But before that...]

He looked at her seriously.

[Are you truly certain you do not want to stay here?]