"So... what is Dietrich's friend doing in front of the house? Where are Dietrich and Evie? Why are there only the two of you?" interrogated Diego. He acted like an overprotective older brother by crossing his arms in front of his chest.
On the other hand, Chleo could only lower her head in silence as if she had made a mistake.
"He… he drove me home. Only that." was her short answer.
She was nervous, and this made Diego frown in confusion.
Usually, if Diego were interrogating like this, Chleo would just be indifferent and told him what she was doing with her male friends.
Chleo wouldn't even feel nervous nor guilty like now whenever she shared her activities with her brother.
This is precisely what makes Diego even more suspicious.
"Chleora, you must have done something naughty, don't you?"
"Ha? Something naughty… what do you mean?" for the first time since the interrogation started, Chleo raised her head with a confused face.
