"I was only offering a reminder, not telling you how to do things."
Kallen reached out and stroked Puer's head. "I know. Older generations can't help nagging."
Puer rolled her eyes extravagantly at Kallen.
Just then, Kevin walked in. He first wagged his tail at Kallen, then headed for his cushion out of habit.
Then he fell silent.
Whether as an evil god or as a dog, he had a strong territorial attachment to his cushion.
He knew plenty of people in the house came into this study, but he truly had no idea who would sit on his cushion. They were even more of a dog than he was.
Still, Kevin had always been good-tempered, at least in front of Kallen and Puer.
He lowered himself onto the carpet, leaving his soiled dog cushion untouched.
Just then, the telephone rang.
Kallen answered it, and Aisili's voice came from the other end:
"Captain, it's me."
"Mm."
"Captain, that thing I mentioned last time has been arranged."
Kallen very much wanted to ask: What thing?
When they parted after returning to York City, the team members heading home had all come to say goodbye. He had merely gone through the motions then. It wasn't that he had forgotten the details; he genuinely hadn't paid attention.
Puer, however, pricked up her ears and began swishing her tail. Clearly, she remembered!
Kallen suddenly realized something. Apparently, this had only been mentioned to him in passing, and most of the discussion had been with Puer?
"Do you have time now, Captain? You can bring your pets over. My dad has prepared visitor credentials for you."
Puer immediately nodded, unable to wait.
Kallen glanced at the clock on the wall and asked:
"Is there still time?"
"Of course. Although our institute looks like a zoo,