"I'm the same here," Kiyono Lin said as she served herself a little soup in a small dish and tasted it.
Xiaoquan Aonai looked at her profile and couldn't help but say, "Kiyono, you're really beautiful."
"If I weren't beautiful, Mr. Dubian wouldn't have been staring at my legs since the day he joined the club."
Xiaoquan Aonai remembered herself, how she had stared at Kiyono Lin's profile using Dubian Che's body and immediately blushed.
Fortunately, the embarrassing things she felt were not generally remembered by others.
"The soup is ready too." Kiyono Lin nodded in satisfaction and put down the small dish.
In the Human Observation Department, all the blankets on the floor were put away, and the zelkova table was restored to its original place.
Six people sat at the table for breakfast, the window was open, and the cool morning breeze came in along with the scent of curry, curiously flipping through the script Kiyono Lin had placed beside her.
