After finishing Eris’s meal and putting her to bed, the three of them sat down for a slightly late dinner.

Tonight, the atmosphere at dinner felt a bit more awkward than usual.

“…Uh, Lilith.”

“Yes, Ethan?”

“You know the question I asked during class earlier? Do you mind if I answer it later when we’re alone?”

“Sure, Ethan. Isabel is here right now.”

“…Shall I cover my ears for a moment, Young Master?”

“No, it’s fine. It’s something that can wait until later.”

It seemed he still intended to answer, though earlier, he’d brushed it off with vague words, probably …