"Sir Aiko looks exhausted... Is this what you meant by finding someone to help?"
After the Night Watcher demigod hurried off, Lisha watched him go and sighed. Then she looked at Fu Qian, bringing up what he'd said earlier.
"Did we just hear something we weren't supposed to?"
She knew perfectly well who Aiko had come all this way to see. Though she couldn't argue with the fact that Professor Fu was busy around the clock, she still wanted to check whether their behavior had been appropriate.
Their conversation had been so ordinary that it was hard to tell whether she should have taken her assistants away to give them privacy.
But between those few words, they seemed to have touched on something rather significant.
"If Sir Aiko isn't worried, what's there for us to worry about?"
Professor Fu laughed heartily, just as unconcerned with such details as she'd expected.
"...You'd better keep absolutely quiet about what you heard, especially you, Lita."
Unfortunately, even with Professor Fu's attitude, Lisha still didn't want her assistants getting into trouble.
She frowned for a moment, then turned and gave a pointed reminder to Liu Shuang and Lita.
"Understood."
The newly hired Apocalypse employee who'd been singled out seemed to have adjusted to the situation quite well. She nodded earnestly in agreement.
"You've both worked hard today. Let's call it here. You can leave everything as it is."
As soon as she finished speaking, Professor Lisha—who hadn't sent them away earlier—announced that they were done for the day.
"Mental Pollution is something you need to be careful about, especially you, Liu Shuang."
Her reason even sounded perfectly serious: the heap of things before them was simply too blasphemous.
"I'll be careful."
It was hard to avoid the suspicion that she was slacking off, but