"It's all right. It'll work sooner or later."
Zhao Lin chuckled and stood right in front of Ye Qiyan, but her gaze kept drifting toward Lisette.
"Brother Qiyan, I didn't get a chance to ask last time... who is this older sister?"
"My maid, of course. Well? Jealous?"
Zhao Lin blinked, a slightly complicated expression on her face.
Of the two thousand or so Train Conductors from their batch still alive in their block, most were now living in dire straits.
Only a tiny minority, like her, Shangguan Yingxue, and Zhao An, could be said to have something of their own to rely on, relatively speaking.
But...
Looking at the black-haired young man before her, she recalled everything that had happened before.
A sense of defeat welled up within her.
But Zhao Lin soon shook her head and put those feelings out of her mind.
"No, what am I thinking? Only clueless idiots like Li Xiaosheng and Zhao An would even think about surpassing Brother Qiyan..."
"Of course I can't catch up. Besides, I've already been lucky enough to gain the power called Card Sequence and join the Imperial Sequence Organization... at least... I'm a little closer than the others, right?"
Ye Qiyan looked at Zhao Lin standing there in a daze, a little puzzled.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Ah, n-no, nothing. Oh, Brother Qiyan! Um, I..."
Zhao Lin bit her lip, took a deep breath, and glanced around. Then she rose onto her toes, leaned close to Ye Qiyan's ear, and said very quietly:
"I, I joined, um..."
"I know."
"Huh?"
"Haven't you looked at the member list in the Public Chatroom? I mean the organization's chatroom."
"No... not really..."
Zhao Lin flushed all the way to her ears.
She had been planning to tell Ye Qiyan as