Reading her question, Gilbert paused and frowned.
"You know who it is?" He asked.
[Of course I do. Question is, do I want to tell you about it? Your attitude is annoying me hmph.]
*Puchi!
Feeling like he had just burst a vein reading that slip of paper, he could imagine a person pouting while writing it.
Taking a deep breath, he tilted his head back a little.
"I hope that you may enlighten this one about who the culprit is." He asked a little forcefully.
[Where's the sincerity? I'm not convinced.]
Gritting his teeth, Gilbert clenched his fist.
"I beg of you to tell me about who the culprit is." He knew that the young master had been looking for the culprit all this time. This is nothing compared to the kindness that Kier had shown to him.
