Chapter 9

“What about your parents? Won’t they try and stop you?” she pointed out as I shrugged.

“As long as you pay me well, then I don’t think they’ll try and stop me or anything like that. They might worry, yes, but they’ll worry regardless.” I thought it was pretty universal, but Aria returned an empty stare.

“Parents…are worried about you?” She scratched her head as she thought for a moment. “That’s fascinating! Caen, is that normal?”

Her poor traveling guardian had two hands in his face now. Frankly I was very tempted to join him, but I decided not to say anything and instead suppressed a snicker.

“Yes, it’s normal.” He mumbled as that giggle I was suppressing turned into a burst of laughter. Aria’s face a slight shade of pink as her eyes frantically darted around in embarrassment. She looked so adorable.

“L-Look! Maybe go talk with your parents or something. I don’t know,” she blurted out, still flustered as even Caen let out a chuckle, leaning back onto his chair in amusement.