Sign of the Zodiac: Aries
[Sign 3: Gemini] Incognito

Chiara squeezed the letter in her grasp. It did not occur to him that Rein would go to the casino alone. Even close the shop. Is he already hooked on that fox? Chiara growled angrily at the thought of the scene of the two of them being so familiar. Without a second thought, the girl began to apply makeup and use her disguise.

That day he did not intend to go to the Venetian. But thanks to Rein, he had to go back to that place and almost tempted to gamble again. However, Chiara soon sets her heart on finding her best friend. The girl went down the entire corner of the great hall where the casino was. Unfortunately, Rein was nowhere to be seen. He passed through all kinds of games and gambling tables that were spread in one large hall, and Rein remained invisible to his nose.

“Are you looking for young master Gillian?” greet a voice of a man Chiara is very familiar with.

“Benedict,” murmured Chiara without changing her expression.

Benedict, the tall man with the thin mustache and the misty hair smiled. One hand twirled the wine glass, while the other stretched out to greet Chiara. The girl welcomed Benedict's helping hand purely for manners. The man then gently kissed the back of Chiara's hand, as a form of homage to a Lady. Chiara hurriedly pulled out her glove-clad hand.

“You came late today. You haven't even played at all. It feels boring playing with someone other than yourself,” Benedict said later.

“Today I'm not playing, Ben. I have business to do,”, Chiara frankly.

“Ah, very disappointing. Then I'll rob this place in your place, Chiara. I'll give you a little help because you let me be rich today. Your sponsor has already been taken by the fox lady to the VIP room on the second floor. I do not know exactly what room, because only see them climb the stairs while making out,” Benedict said as he nodded towards the stairs.

“Thank you, Ben. Today all those chips will be yours,” Chiara said sincerely. “Dan, for information, Gillian is not my sponsor,” he added quickly.

Without waiting for Benedict's reply, Chiara had already darted towards the second floor. The casino consists of three floors. The ground floor houses a whole host of card games and other gambling. On the second floor contained VIP rooms, where the rich took a short break or had secret talks. The top floor is still a mystery. During Chiara's time playing at the Venetian, he never visited the floor, nor heard any rumors. Even so, the girl was not too curious. After all, the goal to the casino is just to make money.

Arriving on the second floor, Chiara is greeted by a luxurious hallway with a red velvet carpet and beautiful chandelier. Along the corridor, wooden doors with embroidered carvings lined up neatly with specific numbers. Chiara had to second-guess the right room to find Rein. There were about twelve rooms lined up to form the letter U on the second floor.

Should I knock one at a time? Chiara thought while looking at the door number 201 in front of her.

However, if he did that, Chiara would probably get into trouble. He is a famous player in the Venetian. And if he tried to enter all the VIP rooms to look for Rein, people would probably get even more suspicious. The casino attendant was also able to evict Chiara as it was considered impolite.

“Ah, really troublesome,” murmured Chiara frustrated.

“Good day, Miss Chiara. Can anyone be helped? You want to rent a VIP room?” A female servant in a black short skirt uniform with a white apron greeted Chiara with a friendly smile.

The servant responded to Chiara's request and asked the girl to walk around. While passing through the hallway, Chiara observed the wooden doors one by one, hoping to get a clue. But still nil. The waiter finally stopped in a room numbered 210. He reached into his apron pocket and pulled out a bunch of keys. The waiter sorts through the keys for some time, then inserts one with the same number as the door number.

As soon as the door was opened, Chiara was greeted by a luxurious room with a predominance of white. A white bed, a white ivory sofa set, including a dressing table, a dining table and even curtains covering a two-and-a-half-meter high window were also white with a hint of red gold ornamentation.

“Good rest, Miss Chiara. The key to this room is on a small table near the bed. I'll prepare a snack and tea to accompany your break time. If anything else is needed, you can directly tell me,” said the waiter politely.

Chiara, who was standing behind the servant, carefully closed the door. “True, I do need something. But not food or drink,” Chiara said as she walked closer to the maid.

The servant looked confused, but kept his manners and stood still, slightly bowing. “You can ask for anything, Miss. As long as we can provide it.”

Chiara walked closer to the waiter. The girl patted the servant's shoulder. “Tenace. Don't tense. I'm not going to ask for anything difficult. Can you breathe in relax?” ask Chiara gently.

The waiter nodded nervously, then tried to catch his breath regularly. Chiara walked around the female servant while still holding her shoulder.

“Now, you will be calmer, and calmer again. Nothing worries you. All your heavy work is done. You can rest here,” continued Chiara continues to whisper words of suggestion.

The waiter began to stumble. Chiara continued to whisper soothing sentences until the girl finally gave her final order.

“Now, sleep,” said Chiara who immediately made the body of the maid limp and fell asleep in Chiara's arms.

Chiara took a deep breath while grumbling. “I should have told him to sit down before hypnotizing him. I'm sorry, miss, but I need to borrow your identity for a while. Please sleep for as long as possible,” muttered Chiara while dragging the body of the maid onto the bed.

“OK, let's do it quickly,” he said again then darted towards the door of the room and locked it.

After all the preparations were done, the girl began to take off her disguise as a Gambling Ice Queen, and turned into a casino maid with a uniform and black hair. He took off his own clothes and changed them for the servant's clothes. The horde of keys bagged by the waiter is also now in his hands. Chiara was able to move freely into the other VIP rooms while pretending to offer food and tea. Chiara's disguise never fails to fool others.