Jonas Wetting, you shameless man!
Looking at the wrecked room and the clothes the man had left behind, Nora wore a rare expression of mortified anger and humiliation.
The last time she had made that face was... the last time. (×)
All right, setting that aside, although her memories of what had just happened were rather hazy, Nora had at least managed to record the entire experience.
As she silently added this to his list of offenses, Nora also had to admit that her resistance to gems like these had indeed improved considerably.
Before, a single glance had left her completely unable to look away. Now, she could at least recognize the danger and immediately refuse... It was only a small breakthrough, but at least she would have some resistance when confronted with similar incidents, rather than succumbing completely as she had before.
Of course, those were merely the words Miss Nora used to comfort herself. As for what she truly felt deep down...
-Regret. Just overwhelming regret.
Setting Miss Nora's complicated feelings aside for now.
There had been some progress on the investigation he had previously assigned to Miss Eiffel.
Leaning back on the sofa in his office, Jonas listened to the young woman's report and couldn't help frowning.
"At first, we couldn't find any clues about the person secretly controlling Angus District... Their secrecy was simply too thorough. Every lead pointing to them had been destroyed. Under those circumstances, it was very difficult for us to make any progress."
Although Eiffel had phrased it tactfully, Jonas understood what she really meant.
With the Alt Corporation's current intelligence network, investigating that person was almost impossible.
But since Miss Eiffel had come to see him, she must have made some sort of breakthrough. Sure enough, when she saw Jonas's slight