"What brings you here?"
A moment later, at the Night Watchmen Base, in the chief's office with a superb view, its owner looked over with a wary expression.
Chief Yuan, after several days apart, appeared even more impressive than before.
Clearly, the latter half of her vacation in the Night Holy City was quite enjoyable.
And unsurprisingly, the outfit she wore was the same one she had admired in the store window.
Some things are bound by the law of attraction; even if history didn't carry it through, she still acquired the ensemble once more.
One could easily imagine that before his arrival, she was enjoying this quiet afternoon in the good mood brought by her new outfit.
...
"Weren't you the one who invited me for tea?"
Facing Yuan Shan's widened eyes, Fu Qian, with no self-awareness of disrupting another's peace, casually plopped down and even retorted.
"But didn't you come a bit too fast?"
