The teary atmosphere at the dessert café gradually subsided as time passed.

Having finally regained her composure, Answer fidgeted with her bangs, looking embarrassed as she spoke.

“Thank you, Yuria and Sabrina. Even though I’m an adult, I feel like I showed you a pretty pitiful side of myself…”

“Haha, it’s fine! Our mentor always says that even adults have moments when they want to cry!”

“…!”

I nodded in agreement with Sabrina’s words, fully endorsing the sentiment.

After all, she wasn’t exactly old—barely in her early twenties. Sure, societal standards in this world might differ, but to me, she …