I Don’t Know the Original, I’m Too Busy Trying to Make a Living

The atmosphere subtly shifted.

If this scene were drawn in a comic, flowers would undoubtedly be floating in the air—bright pink ones, at that.

Rianel turned to Penelope and asked,
“May I have a moment of your time?”

“Of course,” Penelope replied, startled into agreement.

A short while later, Rianel, his aide Kael, Penelope, and Ivetta gathered in a smaller meeting room.

The atmosphere was unexpectedly formal, and Penelope quickly realized this was an official discussion.

Rianel was the first to speak.
“I’d like to finalize discussions regarding the railway connecting Pellar and Halo. It seems it’s about time for me to return to my territory.”

“So soon?” Penelope quickly collected herself, resisting the urge to glance at Ivetta’s expression.

‘If I look at Ivetta now, it’ll be way too obvious.’

To Penelope, it seemed like Rianel and Ivetta were at that early stage of noticing each other.

They were aware of one another, but their feelings weren’t yet clear.

‘You can’t even call that a fling.’

At this stage, things could easily fall apart before they even began.

Though they were supposed to get married in the original storyline, Penelope’s intervention meant that the same ending was no longer guaranteed.

‘They don’t even seem to realize they’re interested in each other yet.’

Penelope resolved not to give either of them any hints.