"Kiara, your approach isn't right. She wouldn't be foolish enough to walk around with that smell all over her, and even though we don't have drug-sniffing dogs here, a person as cautious as her wouldn't give people a handle against her."
"Then why is 'Beautiful Lady' so nervous about her scent?"
Mario Yuno's gaze was profound, "You are now an external support for my Old Unit, aren't you?"
"Yes, and they're not even paying me." Kiara had decided to help Mario Yuno this way the last time she asked someone for help.
"Good, then it's not leaking secrets when I talk to you."
Kiara knew, seeing him so serious, that Mario Yuno might have something important to say, so she concentrated as well.
"Why did 'Beautiful Lady' come to our home?" Mario Yuno asked.
"You said it yourself, its handler was killed right in front of it, it was traumatized and couldn't serve anymore—ah!" Kiara realized and covered her mouth in shock.
"Could it be that Grace Bradford—"
No way?
