My master had become strange today. No, perhaps it started yesterday.
I couldn't even gauge exactly when I realized it, but at some point, my master stopped meeting my eyes. Her answers were always short as usual, but the emotions contained in them were far from short, rather seeming only complex.
"Ahem, ahem..."
For a child to survive in the slums, they must constantly strive to please adults. Only by noticing their moods and maintaining an appropriate attitude could one grow up with limbs intact.
In that sense, Acel was well-versed in perceiving others' emotions. It was no challenge at all to grasp what Ena's emotions were as she meaninglessly cleared her throat.
She's confused.
Why is she suddenly confused?
It wasn't an emotion someone who had been sitting and reading all day would have. It seemed like some event must have stirred up her mind, but there was nothing to be done since she wouldn't answer if asked.
"Master."
"Eek!"...
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