"Good morning, Officer Lafady."
Though pleased by everyone's enthusiasm, Fu Qian remained seated where he was until someone knocked on his door. Only then did he get up to answer it.
Standing outside beside Mrs. Harper was none other than Officer Lafady, who had helped him recover his memories.
When Lafady and Mrs. Harper saw Fu Qian open the door looking bright and alert, both of them wore somewhat complicated expressions.
"Good morning, Anke."
After looking him up and down several times, Lafady finally returned the greeting. He even stated his purpose without the slightest attempt to hide it.
"Sorry to bother you so early. I've received a new assignment. From now on, I'm to ensure your safety at all times."
"How could you? I've been up for ages. I'm the one who should apologize."
Fu Qian waved it off, then turned to look at his landlady.
"Sorry for the trouble I've caused you."
"...It's all right. At my age, I don't need quite so much sleep anymore."
Fu Qian's excessively calm reaction seemed to take Mrs. Harper by surprise.
She gazed at him, indicated that he needn't worry about it, and said no more. Her slightly tired face showed no sign of anything unusual.
How considerate. She really was a good landlady—even protecting her tenant's privacy.
Faced with this reaction, Fu Qian couldn't help admiring her inwardly.
For this sharp-eyed old woman, last night had undoubtedly been full of twists and turns, and now, come morning, an officer had shown up at her door.
Her complicated expression was only natural.
At this moment, she must have all sorts of suspicions about her tenant.
And yet, even so, she had no intention of telling the officer about his strange behavior.
"To show my appreciation, how about I treat you to