Under Malinda's gaze, Arthur raised his right hand, angled his wrist downward, and tapped twice with his index finger.
"Underground.
Beneath the Clock Tower."
That was what the young Medium said.
With the Blood Clan's distinctive features, the only places they could truly hide were remote wilderness or underground, where no one could see them.
And for ease of operation, the underground spaces of any other district were nowhere near as convenient as those beneath Earta Square.
Especially when both bell ringers were one's own blood descendants. That made things even easier.
"Tsk!"
The sound escaped Malinda's lips again. Although she had known she could not keep the answer from Arthur, she still felt a little annoyed that he had guessed it so quickly. So-
"I hear you and Linda Camille are quite close?"
Asking a question she already knew the answer to, Malinda smiled, an unmistakable glimmer of delight appearing in her azure eyes.
It was as though she could already see Arthur's embarrassment.
But the very next moment, she discovered something that left her stunned.
Arthur was looking at her strangely.
"Huh? Didn't I tell you?
She's my aunt-my father's younger sister.
Remember, as my lover, you'll have to call her Auntie the next time you meet!"
The young Medium stressed the point.
The Lady of the Long Night pressed her lips tightly around her pipe.
If I'm not embarrassed, someone else will be!
Arthur had taken those words of ancient wisdom to heart. More than that, he had instinctively developed them further-if you thought he would be embarrassed, he would drag you into the same embarrassing situation and let you savor it. He had no shame anyway, so he would not be embarrassed.
She looked at Arthur sitting opposite her, smiling.
Having suffered another defeat, Malinda clenched