What had I done wrong to deserve this kind of retribution?
Arriving at Momo's room and watching Momo happily serve her tea and water, Airi wore an utterly lifeless expression.
"By the way, Momo, how did you figure out it was me?"
Airi simply could not understand it. To keep Momo from finding out, she had deliberately kept her distance from her and never let her stay by her side in the first place. Yet Momo had still seen through her—could it be that she had a system too?
"Oh my? It was quite simple. Although Mr. Yuuki went to great lengths to keep me from noticing, after every adventure, I would have tea and chat with Miss Elena and the others. I heard all sorts of interesting stories about your adventures."
"...That's it?"
"That's only one part of it. Airi, you do many things that are very similar to Mr. Yuuki."
"Really???"
"Yes. For example, when you think, you press a finger to your chin. When you encounter something speechless, you rub your forehead and sigh. And then..."
As Momo listed them one by one, Airi was completely dumbfounded. She had never realized that she had so many unconscious habits.
"But those could just be coincidences."
"But Airi, your mannerisms do not really resemble a girl's, either. In many ways, including your tone of voice, you are like that. Nana can be rather childish too, but your aura is completely different. Strictly speaking... well, the atmosphere you give off is very much like Mr. Yuuki's."
"But that could still be a coincidence..."
Airi was genuinely speechless. What Momo said did sound somewhat reasonable, but how could an ordinary person possibly make that connection?
"Yes, if it were an ordinary person, perhaps it would be a coincidence. But Mr. Yuuki,