As Alex heard Evelyn's words — "I need to talk to you… alone" — he blinked in surprise.
For a brief moment, he simply looked at her face. Evelyn's expression was as calm and unreadable as ever, not giving away even a fraction of what she was truly thinking.
But today… there was something different. Subtle, almost invisible, yet Alex caught it — a faint tension behind her usual serenity.
'She's nervous?' he thought. 'That's new.'
So instead of denying her, Alex nodded lightly. "Of course."
Evelyn gave a small nod in return and began walking forward. Alex fell into step beside her. For a while, the two walked in silence, the only sound being the gentle rustle of the evening breeze.
After a minute, Evelyn spoke suddenly. "So, how did you end up summoning a demon instead of a spirit? You do realize only an idiot could make that kind of mistake, right?"
Alex's eyebrow twitched. 'She really doesn't hold back, does she?'
