Chapter 27
(Laurent’s point of view)
In the corridor outside the royal palace conference room, I received a 🟊.
“The star = message read.”
Your vaccination seems to have an effect on my heart as well.
——But the words in the photo you sent just before that star stayed burned into the back of my eyes.
“The fragrance feathers, a little dull.”
(I’ve decided to wait until you return.)
I kept telling myself that as I walked.
But my bad habit — my workaholic side — started to rear its head.
“Is there anything I can do right now…?”
Before I knew it, I was contacting the distribution manager.
“For heat countermeasures, reserve a shaded transport route for the delivery trucks.
The cost is within my discretion.”
(Even though I decided to wait for your experiment, maybe I ran away into ‘taking action first.’)
The three-line card in my breast pocket rustled, scolding me softly.
——You should discuss it, right.
“…This afternoon, I’ll go to your laboratory and talk it over.”
I overwrote the message with that and steadied my breath.
