Konan felt that Pakura's words were insulting her. She already had someone she loved—how could she possibly harbor such disgusting thoughts about the Emperor again?
Those filthy, unbearable words disgusted her just hearing them.
Her thoughts were completely thrown into chaos. She had already been feeling down because of what had happened to her other self in another world, and now she was even more upset.
She hurried out of the tavern and walked quickly toward home.
Pakura was clearly a decent person. Why had she suddenly said something like that today? Did she think Konan was someone she could casually joke about like that?
Then she thought of Mei Terumi. How could Pakura mock her? Mei Terumi had always kept her feelings for His Majesty hidden in her heart. She had never done anything improper in front of others, and had even worried about Konan's situation enough to warn her.
In her mind, the two friends instantly became very different.
She returned to her residence alone, but had no idea what to do. She lay motionless on the sofa.
It was not until evening that Yahiko and Nagato came over, finding Konan on the sofa rather strange.
"Konan?"
Konan merely raised her head with difficulty to look at them. Her gaze lingered on Yahiko for several seconds before she said, "I don't feel like cooking today. You two should eat out."
Yahiko and Nagato exchanged a look, then both came over in concern. "Konan, did something happen?"
Konan let out a long breath. "Nothing. I just don't feel like cooking."
How could she tell them about something like this? She could only slowly digest it herself.
They understood each other's personalities very well. Usually, they would never hide anything from one another, but seeing that Konan did not want