Everything was so sudden.
From Sister Reiko's concern, to Misaki's inquiries, and even Mr. Haruka Yuzan stepping directly out of the villa, a series of events had unfolded, and only a short two or three minutes had passed.
The dazed little employee stood there, suddenly feeling a sense of chaos—whimper! No one had even asked for her opinion!!
Could this be the tragedy of the working class?
A room full of her superiors.
"Then, let Haruka take you home, Risa," Reiko Onodera approached the small employee, showing a warmly comforting smile, "We'll all feel more at ease, especially since it's already so late."
"Yes, yes, thank you, it's, it's too much trouble for, for Mr. Haruka," said Yaguchi Risa, stuttering, her little face still flushed with a tinge of red that hadn't faded away.
Reiko Onodera gently brushed the hair falling by her ear,
"It's no trouble at all, we're all family here, no need to be so formal."
"Yes, yes."
Risa shyly lowered her head.
