"It's fine, Joseph, you can rest here. I'll go back by myself,"
Aurora's considerate voice came through: "I'm already on my way back to the yacht on the shoreline, you don't need to hurry back."
"Oh? Is that so?" Joseph seemed particularly helpless: "Then, Aurora, be careful on your way back. By the way, should I call Filbert Schmidt to pick you up?"
"No need, I'll just take a taxi back by myself. The captain of the yacht said there are taxis to the city district available on the shoreline anytime..." Aurora's voice was still gentle and considerate.
"Oh, okay, you go back and check first. If there's really an emergency with your grandfather, be sure to call me."
"Alright, I know. Joseph, I'm getting off the yacht now, I'll talk to you later."
He didn't want to talk anymore, and after hanging up on Aurora, Joseph quickly walked to the wardrobe.
