"Then what?" Bologue asked, "Do you mean punishment or something?"
Aimou silently nodded.
"So how should I punish you? Imprisonment? That's too time-consuming. A fine? How much wealth do you have?"
Bologue shook his head and seriously said to Aimou, "We made a mistake, apologized, and then we need to do better. Do you understand?"
Aimou nodded half-understandingly, "Do better."
"That's right, do better."
As he spoke, Bologue patted Aimou on the back, "Don't overthink it, everything's in the past."
The morning light was warm, everything was so lovely, so lovely that Aimou felt it was surreal, as if she were in a pleasant dream.
Aimou slowly reached out, seemingly to touch Bologue, thinking this was a nice atmosphere, and Bologue responded... by handing the documents to Aimou.
"Huh?"
Aimou looked at the documents that suddenly appeared in her hands, a bit puzzled, feeling that the plot development was a bit off.
