"Don't forget we still have to ask Himeko for pocket money after we get off! What are you acting so smug for?"
March 7th shot Stelle a fierce, reproachful look, then her own little face fell too.
If only she had been able to keep her hands to herself, they would not have ended up like this.
Ryusuke understood. "So Himeko also has to handle accounting and finance work on the train?"
"Actually, that's Pom-Pom's job, pom!"
The wobbling Train Conductor, Pom-Pom, walked over.
"This guest looks so familiar. Are you Passenger Himeko's father? I'm Train Conductor Pom-Pom."
Ryusuke hurriedly bent over, then realized that was still not enough, so he simply squatted down and held Pom-Pom's little round hands in both of his. "So you're Himeko's superior! Forgive my rudeness! Thank you for taking care of my daughter!"
"S-Superior? That's way too formal, pom! Actually, Himeko is the one who's always taking care of everyone, pom!"
Ryusuke's enthusiasm made Pom-Pom terribly uncomfortable.
"You all... why did you bring him onto the train?"
Just then, Himeko's voice suddenly rang out from the carriage entrance.
The moment he saw Himeko return, Ryusuke immediately became restrained again. "S-Sorry, Himeko. I got on the train without your permission. I just wanted to see where you work. Don't be angry, Himeko."
"Angry? How could I be?"
Himeko walked over with her arms folded, her smile radiant.
Only, in those curved brows and eyes was a distinct murderous aura.
Even waves of black energy seemed to rise behind her.
A smile that looked like it wanted to kill someone—that was exactly this.
"Mr. Ryusuke, welcome aboard the train for a visit. What else would you like to see? I can show you around."
W-W-W-What a scary smile! It was the first time March 7th had