"Kallen, why did you say that out of nowhere?"
"Weren't you asking whether I was really your friend?"
"But that was a rhetorical question. Aren't we? Yet you actually answered seriously, and I could feel how pleased you were."
"Pleased? Is that so strange?"
"What about my condition could possibly please you?"
"Before coming here, I was at Headquarters. The District Chief told me you'd had an accident. She also told me she planned to step down temporarily to accommodate you. Well, your situation is rather unusual right now, and a little urgent."
"So you're pleased because you'll most likely get promoted because of what happened to me?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Do you have to be so honest? Couldn't you keep it to yourself instead of showing it to me?"
"I thought you'd just suffered an unfortunate accident, so hearing the good news of a friend's promotion might ease your gloom and lift your spirits with some happy news."
"Kallen, you really know how to comfort a friend."
"Heh."
"But have you forgotten? It's my fiancée's position you're taking."
"So?"
"I'm actually a little happy!
Do you know how oppressive it is to live under the same roof as her? She always wears this expression that says she's busy and burdened with work. But is she really that busy?
Several times, I almost couldn't stop myself from pointing at that cold face of hers and asking:
'How busy can a sidelined District Chief possibly be?'"
Only in front of Kallen could the Divine Son be this unrestrained. He liked having someone treat him casually as a friend, teasing, needling, and mocking him. But as Lord Taixisen's own grandson, he naturally couldn't be a fool.
Of course he knew what sort of situation his fiancée faced at work, but... he didn't