Persuasion and arguments, even comfort—she felt a headache just thinking about it.
"It's just three days," Rowdy Brightwill said after some thought, "The New Year is coming. Consider it as offering greetings and comforting them a bit. There won't be many chances after this."
"Mm."
Flossie Wright nodded but did not directly agree.
Really—
She didn't want to explain to this person and that person.
These family relationships were what gave her the biggest headache.
"Is there a high chance?" Rowdy Brightwill asked cautiously after looking at Flossie Wright.
"Don't know." Flossie Wright responded noncommittally.
"..."
Rowdy Brightwill fell silent.
Flossie Wright then shrugged.
Therefore, both of them remained silent, not continuing the conversation.
The atmosphere became somewhat stiff and awkward.
Until—
Someone approached from ahead.
Naturally, the person was not heading towards Flossie Wright or Rowdy Brightwill, but simply intending to go upstairs.
"Commander Sandy."
