Just then I heard footsteps approaching in the hallway. It was Saki.
"Sister Fumi… what are you doing?"
I activated AI Lens again, letting my vision pierce straight through the wall. Saki was standing a few steps back, arms crossed, watching Fumi with sharp, knowing eyes.
She had a clear view of her sister-in-law leaning against the door, one eye pressed to the keyhole, body still flushed and tense from everything she had just been staring at.
I chuckled under my breath at the perfect little tableau.
Fumi panicked. She jerked upright so fast she almost stumbled, spinning away from the keyhole with a flustered, high-pitched stammer.
"N-nothing…!"
In the next second, she forced her usual cold, arrogant mask back into place. Her voice sharpened as she turned on Saki, clearly trying to bury the embarrassment under authority.
"What are you doing sneaking around? Go and look after Yamamoto. See if he needs anything. Make yourself useful for once instead of standing there staring."
