Nanahara Takeshi's drawing of a cake was pretty good, quite round. Kiyomi Liuli's heart skipped a beat, feeling that he made a lot of sense. This was indeed a great learning opportunity. If only she could be as impressive as him...
No, even if she were only half as impressive, she would still make for a pretty formidable detective or criminal police, right?
By then, no one would dare to call her a fool, would they? Her mother wouldn't call her a stupid girl anymore, and, in a fit of anger, wouldn't dare to chase her with a frying pan anymore, right?
