You Think I Won't Talk?

For a reason I did not know, the Duke was in a very good mood.

I felt a bit nervous seeing how he assumed I knew what was going on... when I actually didn’t.

Still, thanks to our body’s limitations, he wouldn’t know that was the case.

’Heh... How convenient...’ — On the inside, I smirked at the irony.

"Let’s take a seat first."

Inviting me with his hand, the Duke said as he pointed to the couch in front of him.

Following his offer, I walked over to take a seat, wondering what was it that had arrived that made him so excited.

"Thomas, bring it here."

As soon as I sat down, the Duke ordered without losing a moment to bring in whatever he wanted me to see. The Butler was the only servant in our presence so, obviously, he was the one to receive the order.

’Oh~ So the Butler’s name is Thomas...’

Thanks to this short interaction, I acquired useful information. I had been wondering what the Butler’s name was for a while now.

Surprisingly, the name suited his appearance.