Primo had planned for you two to have a nice picnic in his garden. Once he had finished packing your meal in the basket, he walked off and sent one of his ghouls to receive you.

As the ghoul escorted you, you quickly adjusted your clothes nervously. As you sat down on the checkered blanket laid out in the middle of the garden, Primo had a gentle smile.

“Mio caro.. how lovely you look.” He murmured, his voice smooth.