"It's done," Zarra said. "The spies have been caught, the network dismantled. We found their handlers' escape routes and cut them off. The operation was a success."
Lance allowed a faint smile. "Good work."
"Hah, it was so tiring…" She complained, jumping on Lance. "You've been so busy with the others, I haven't had my chance yet. How about today?" She said, her tongue playing over Lance's ear, her expression barely restrained.
"Zarra… we're not alone, you know?" Lance said, looking at the two who had accompanied her and their flustered expressions.
"Who cares? I'm sure they dream of this too." She said.
"Hah… you're impossible sometimes." Lance said.
Without needing to be told, the two other female scouts bowed in an excessive manner and left immediately, their faces almost red with both embarrassment and other emotions unknown.
…
As the night settled over the city, Lance's quiet moment was interrupted by a familiar voice as Rikka approached him with a bow.
