"What happened?"
With his back to the newcomer, Sunday's eyes lit up. But as the former head of Penacony's Oak Family, he was naturally skilled at managing his expressions. He gave nothing away, remaining as cold and aloof as the leader of some sewer organization.
"Star-Expanding Group's chairwoman, Ms. Himeko, has made a triumphant return with... uh, her driver."
A driver?
Sunday thought it over. Someone who could fill that position might be Dan Heng or Welt? It could also be Stelle.
In any case, it couldn't be March 7th. If he had to give a reason... perhaps it was because his lower back was still aching faintly.
For safety reasons, Himeko would never let someone who drove with her eyes closed serve as her driver. Even Pom-Pom was more likely to be the driver than March 7th.
But with Pom-Pom's little short legs, could Pom-Pom really reach the accelerator and brake while holding the steering wheel? It was hard to say.
Sunday took out his phone and tried to contact Himeko from a screen that showed absolutely no signal. Clearly, that was impossible. Their phones couldn't function as independent signal sources.
He turned around, ready to climb out of the dark sewer and end his stint cosplaying a rat.
"What are you going to do?"
The person who had run up behind Sunday wanted to follow, but Sunday stopped them.
"Stay here. Don't go anywhere."
With that, Sunday reached the ladder and opened the manhole cover, poking out his head with its ear feathers and halo behind it. He looked both ways, confirmed no one was around, then swiftly climbed out.
As Robin's number-one fan and the former head of the Oak Family, Sunday had extensive experience with disguises, all for the sake of enthusiastically following his idol without