"I can see it." The girl stood up, walked to the window, and let the wind blow against her as she looked at the view.
"Don't you like it?" Temisia asked.
"I don't dislike it. After all, she's doing these things for the team, putting in the effort. Wanting to perform in front of me and gain recognition is very normal."
"It's just, I'm a bit worried that if I'm too nice to her, it might create a trend in the team, and in the future, there might be unnecessary things done just to get my attention." The girl sighed.
She was no longer the girl who knew nothing five years ago; she now had a deep understanding of human nature.
"You really think a lot. If it were me, I'd wait until the situation you mentioned arose and then severely punish it once, drawing clear red lines for them."
"That's why we're different people, huh."
"You have your style, and I have my thoughts."
