"Handsome?"
"H-Huh?"
"What the hell am I supposed to do with that information, you stupid idiot?" Hajey shot him a flat look, unimpressed.
Staggering a bit under the glare, Cristo chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Hahaha… it was just a joke, actually. Among all the gossips and rumors floating around, that part was the most prominently said, so… it just slipped out of my tongue~."
"Is that so?" Hajey leaned back into the sofa, arms crossing. "Well, hurry up and go on, then. Tell me everything else about the guy."
"Well, to start off—"
Cristo began recounting everything he'd heard and pieced together during his little "tour."
His tone stayed steady, words flowing smoothly, but deep down his nerves twisted.
For the first time since serving Hajey, he found himself mixing lies within truths.
Just small ones, tucked in between facts, carefully placed so they wouldn't be noticed.
