I Have Privacy Too

"Did something good happen?"

Melissa, sitting in the front seat of the train, glanced over while sorting documents and asked.

Oing.

Pastel stopped writing with her fountain pen, detailing consolation measures for the deceased former knights and instructing that their vacancies be filled by other Former Knights.

"I'm really sorry since it doesn't fit the situation, but yeah!"

Pastel laughed, hehe.

"I feel like my soul is being filled, so I'm happy! In this state, maybe money and power don't even matter?"

"Really?"

Melissa was surprised.

"Aside from the condolences, that's a cause for celebration. I always believed that you, Pastel, would one day break free from impure greed and find your dignity."...