"Sleeping?" After hearing her words, the man raised his sword-like eyebrows.
He squinted his eyes, mouth curled into a helpless smile, "Crossley, you either don't say anything or explain clearly. This ambiguous answer will lead the child to apply it recklessly!"
"How would I know!?" Crossley was also unable to articulate her frustrations. She shot a glare at the man, "…It's all because of your two subordinates who like to relay messages through the child; now there's a problem, how do you expect me to explain!?"
"Haha..." Ose Owen let his sword-like eyebrows relax and suddenly burst out laughing. Indeed, this matter can't be blamed on her. How is she supposed to explain such a thing to the child? What's crucial is, she didn't expect that Raleigh would always remember it.
"Still laughing?!" Crossley forcefully pushed him before she turned and walked out of the bathroom. At the door, she halted, turned her head, and said to him, "Ose, you explain it clearly to her!"
