"I was hoping I'd at least see you soon… No, maybe I wasn't hoping for that, but anyway, isn't this rather too soon?"
Principal Leilah's voice carried an air of amusement, but her sharp gaze betrayed her curiosity—and suspicion.
"Well, circumstances led from one thing to another," I replied with a shrug.
"Is that so?"
Right now, I was back inside the principal's office, facing the ever-perceptive Leilah.
She was back in her disguised form as her hair was brown now.
Her deep blue eyes, filled with a mix of calculation and intrigue, studied me with an almost unspoken question.
I couldn't blame her. It hadn't been that long since we'd come to a tentative understanding—to trust each other, at least to some extent.
But seeing me here so suddenly?
That was bound to set off alarms in her head.
Especially since, from her perspective, I was undoubtedly tangled up in every suspicious incident happening within the academy.
