Aftermath

"How does your body feel now, Shade?"

Half an hour later, having received Tifa's message and learned that Shade was awake, Luvia came from Silver Cross Avenue to 6 Saint Derain Square.

"Very good. I wasn't hurt. I even feel like I've become stronger."

The maid had already left. Shade brought Mia downstairs to greet her. The weather was quite nice today, and Saint Derain Square was bustling with people on this late autumn morning. Once the front door was opened, they could see the lively city streetscape outside.

"Whether you were hurt still needs to be determined after an examination. But your expression is very strange."

the Girl with Purple Eyes said doubtfully.

Shade stepped aside from the doorway to let Luvia enter. As she brushed past him, she lightly wrinkled her nose:

"I see. Detective, having an affair with someone else's maid is not gentlemanly behavior."

She had caught that very distinctive perfume scent, one most people would not notice.

"I didn't do anything with Tifa—"

A slender finger wiped across Shade's face, and he immediately stopped speaking.

"Of course I know you didn't go to bed together, but I'd wager, Shade, that you definitely weren't behaving yourself."

She smiled as she walked inside. After all, this was not the first time she had discovered something suspicious between Shade and the maid.

"I don't particularly mind that. Building a good relationship with that Great Witch benefits us as well. Miss Servit truly is very charming, even from a woman's perspective. I'm just curious—what exactly did you do?"

Shade hesitated, took her hat, and placed it on the shoe cabinet.

"Well... we just ate breakfast."

"Breakfast?"

Luvia asked suspiciously. Shade then leaned close in the entrance hall and whispered several words into her ear.

The Girl with Purple Eyes