Then she shook her head helplessly and raised one finger:
"But as Zagres once said, every coin has two sides. Even easy days come with their troubles." She curled her lip.
"Every morning these past few days, whenever I wanted to sleep in, Grandma came right on time to pull off my blanket."
"And if I wanted to head out to work at night, I had to listen to her endless reminders."
She spread her hands.
"She simply has no basic respect for our line of work."
"Oh? You work nights too?" Yan Huan looked her up and down.
"With your status—both a Demigod and a Titan—and you still go around swiping odds and ends from other people's homes?"
"Aren't you afraid you'll end up on a wanted list someday, and your grandma will hear it on the radio? Wouldn't that be awkward?"
"What kind of thing is that to say?" Cipher glared at him unhappily, hands on her hips.
"Even if, like she says, Dolos doesn't keep idlers, I have a proper job now, okay?"
She puffed out her chest and said smugly:
"The great deed I accomplished in that life, using lies to keep Okhema's daylight going for a thousand years, has already spread everywhere!"
"Now, if something small goes missing from their homes—like a silver spoon vanishing from the table or a potted plant disappearing from the windowsill—their first reaction is, 'Lady Cipher must have had some profound reason for doing this!'"
She rolled her eyes, sounding both amused and helpless.
"Give me a break, I really am working. Who has time to steal that worthless junk? If I'm going to swipe something, shouldn't it at least be genuinely rare and challenging?"
"Sigh, prejudice in people's hearts really is a mountain..."
After bidding farewell to Cipher and