At night, Tyr drove home, idly playing with a crucifix necklace in his hand. The gemstone's sheen spilled over his fingers, tinting those snow–white fingertips with a faint, ambiguous glow.
Morikawa spoke in a low voice: "Looks like, in Madam's heart, 'Father Arno' is the one she trusts the most."
Tyr's eyes darkened, and the air inside the car seemed to freeze in an instant.
Tyr rolled down the window and tossed the crucifix out. It had barely hit the ground before a car ran right over it.
Tyr said, "Prepare a document for me."
Morikawa: "Yes, sir…"
...
Tyr didn't come back for dinner. With that man full of malicious intent who never let her be picky finally gone from her side, Meow got a little too happy and ended up overeating. She dragged Marta out to stroll in the garden.
From a distance she saw a group of people busy with something, so Meow asked, "What are they doing?"
