"How is she?"
It had been a week since Sarah handed Mari to Sol for whatever internship was happening inside his group of unique personas. Coming from the girl who used to text her for a random menu in the mansion, it felt rather jarring; either she was too busy with the training or too drained.
"Having fun, it seems," Sol chuckled at Sarah's suspicious gaze. She was only three years older than Mari, but acting like her auntie or something. "She loves spying on people," he added.
"Geez...how could she turn this way?" Sarah shook her head exasperatedly.
"Because of you?"
Who made her into a little spy in the first place? Rather than making a spy drama, the little lamb wanted to act on one instead, in real life. Perhaps on her way to be a shepherd.
"Damn..." Sarah grimaced.
