They Say Green Tea Naturally Calms the Mind

Pastel exited the doors of the Demon World Corporation. She looked around with a wary gaze.

"Assassination, none."

She saw people walking around naturally.

This many people?

"An assassin might be present!"

A person walked past on the sidewalk right in front of her holding a newspaper.

"Gasp, an assassin!"

Pastel hurriedly backed away and stuck closely to the door.

The Desk Employee behind her stared strangely, but in the face of Governor-General Pastel's personal safety, such things were unimportant.

As she stared piercingly at the pedestrian holding the newspaper, the pedestrian glanced sideways in confusion before going on their way, because they were just a passing pedestrian...