"What mission, what mission, what mission?!"
Before the young lady could reply, Misaki Saki who was hoisted in the air began to struggle first. Her two delicate little legs flapped about in the air, making her whole tiny frame seem extremely agitated.
"It's none of your business, and you don't need to worry about it."
Haruka Yuzan reached out and rubbed the little one's cheeks; the slippery feeling of her skin made him subconsciously squeeze a little harder. Her already delicate skin turned red in an instant, and even the little one was left speechless from Haruka's actions, stammering incoherently.
"Ummph, ummph! (Let go of my cheeks; you're stretching them out!!)"
Ignoring the struggling child, Haruka Yuzan shifted his gaze to the refined girl still sitting there. "Chiba-san, aren't you curious what the mission really is?"
Compared to the curious little Misaki, he was more inclined to see Chiba Shimizu show a hint of curiosity.
