Kitasan Black Still Wants to Be an Assistant Secretary

Kitasan Black blurted it out quickly and brightly, her eyes sparkling with eagerness as if she could already see herself sitting at a desk, capably helping Anjing Zhen handle paperwork.

In that instant, an image had already rapidly taken shape in her mind:

She would change into a crisp, professional business suit, just like those capable career women on TV!

Her hair should be tied up too, like Agnes Tachyon and Senior Yamato did when they were conducting experiments, right?

And she would need a pair of glasses, just like, just like—

That was it! The kind Teio-senpai wore when handling official business!

Mm! Glasses would definitely make her look especially intelligent and dependable!

Then she would hold a thick stack of training data sheets in one hand while expertly operating a computer with the other, its screen filled with complicated graphs—

And A-Zhen would only need to stand beside her and nod, and she would immediately understand what he meant, arranging everything in perfect order—

By then, Agnes Tachyon would probably push up her glasses and speak in that approving tone of, "Kukuku, who would've thought you had some use after all?";

Senior Yamato, meanwhile, would fold her arms and show that gratified smile that said, "Not bad, Little Kita.";

And Little Anzu and Little Bun would surely look at her with sparkling eyes full of admiration and surprise, whispering, "Senior Little Kita is amazing—!";

Most importantly, A-Zhen would look at her with that steady, warm gaze she loved most, filled with complete trust, and say, "You did well, Little Kita. I couldn't have done it without you."

"Hehehe—"

Kitasan Black was completely immersed in her imagination. She could not help laughing aloud, and even her steps became light and floaty.

Anjing Zhen paused.

He turned his head to