"Selina, you'd better tell Wizet what you're thinking too," Ominis Gaunt said. "Otherwise, he might go investigate on his own later."
Sure enough, Wizet's reply had already appeared in the notebook: [Selina, how about this...]
The moment Selina Pendragon saw the opening Wizet had written, she immediately understood what he was thinking. "You were right! He really was planning to investigate on his own!"
She hurriedly picked up her pen, drew an "X" over Wizet's handwriting, and wrote what she wanted to say beneath it.
[Don't you dare! Absolutely not! Aren't you climbing the Eiffel Tower? Then enjoy yourself properly! If you finish everything for us, wouldn't our trip have been for nothing? That would be so boring!]
Before long, new writing appeared.
[All right... The restaurant where we ate earlier didn't actually have a specific name. I only remember the route. Let Luna draw it for you!]
Annie Saru brought over a cup of tea. Seeing the words that had just faded away, she simply couldn't hide her amusement.
"Selina, I can tell... Wizet was trying very hard to accept what you wrote. That couldn't have been easy!"
"I was only telling the truth..." Selina Pendragon shrugged. "The people from the Isaiah Society have a grudge against all of us."
"When it comes to revenge, of course we have to do it ourselves. Besides, Wizet already provided us with intelligence, and he didn't come alone. We should at least let them enjoy their trip properly, right?"
As the two spoke, a string of neat handwriting appeared in the notebook. [Hello, everyone! This is our starting point, the entrance and exit of the French Ministry of Magic...]
The route map on the page gradually took shape. Its lines were crisp and detailed, every marking concise and clear, with corresponding notes