One wouldn't notice it while on the street—
But like this, leaning on the table and looking out the window, one would find the gently falling snowflakes very beautiful.
It was a rare noontime when there was a bit of daylight, and perhaps these cotton-like snowflakes would soon blanket the town in white.
"This place is safe, so don't worry about me, you can rest a bit more, I'll call you when Cat Boss has lunch ready."
Lanci put down the book in his hand and spoke to Siegler.
His voice was like he didn't want to wake the half-asleep Siegler, yet also carried a hint of command.
Perhaps it was only with work-related instructions that she could rest peacefully.
"Mhm."
Siegler quickly succumbed to sleepiness, humming softly with her head on the table.
His voice, already gentle, now sounded all the more like a lullaby.
