It seemed as if the scene of a school appeared before her eyes, a visage she was unfamiliar with…
Lilac Serval lay on the sofa, her right hand tightly clutching her phone, her knuckles turning white.
"Sister Lilac, why aren't you speaking? Where are you? I'll come to see you after my event is over."
"No need, I'm a bit busy."
"Alright, then I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow. There's a breakfast shop near our school that makes really delicious scallion pancakes. I'll bring you some, and is there anything else you want to eat?"
"Just bring that to me tomorrow morning, and for the rest… a cup of hot milk will do."
"Mhm!" Timmy nodded happily, "Then, Sister Lilac, get some rest early, don't go to the bar."
"Okay…"
Timmy seemed to be in a good mood, his words brimming with exuberance.
The corners of Lilac Serval's mouth lifted slightly; she was a person who naturally didn't talk much, and she enjoyed listening to him chatter on most of the time.
This was enough for her.
