"Ah?"
The young agent watching He Ao nervously trembled, making the hand holding his coffee shake.
"Director Gaster?"
Laina, seated nearby, reminded him cautiously.
"Oh,"
Gaster hurriedly turned around, only to discover that the coffee in Laina's cup had already overflowed. "Sorry, sorry."
He immediately lifted the moka pot, while the young agent quickly handed him a towel.
Gaster took the towel, set the moka pot on the cabinet beside him, then hurriedly wiped up the coffee that had overflowed from Laina's cup onto the small tea table.
"It's fine, it's fine."
Laina hurriedly took the towel from him, half accepting it and half snatching it away, then wiped the spill herself.
Gaster looked at his own hand, then at Laina's careful movements as she wiped the table.
The instant Laina had taken the towel from him, he had clearly felt the strength she had unconsciously used.
He had never realized before that this red-haired woman with such a striking figure was also a powerful C-rank.
He quickly took several deep breaths and suppressed the astonishment in his heart.
With his experience, he normally would not have lost his composure to this extent. But what He Ao had just said was simply too shocking, and he had temporarily lost control of his emotions.
He placed the moka pot on the extinguished Induction Cooker beside him, then looked at He Ao with lingering shock. "Mr. Ilo, thank you for your help the night before last."
"It's nothing."
He Ao shook his head. "It wasn't entirely my credit. The Automatic Driving System helped me a lot too."
Gaster's brow twitched.
If He Ao had said someone else had helped drive, he might have believed it. But didn't he know what a mech's Automatic Driving System was like? That thing was practically an