Chapitre 63: Honesty

"Actually, we've met in the past, too."

Dorother waited for a reaction from the other two, based from the delay of her sentence. It didn't take long for her patience to reach its limit before she timidly continued instead.

"No reaction?" She pouted and put her hands on hips, and brows slightly furrowed.

"Eh, it doesn't seem much of a surprise at all after telling it beforehand---when you copied Kaff's drill."

Dorother scratched her head and turned to the side with a slight blush on her face.

"Your dad carried you back then. He gave me an apple candy."

The two waited a bit more, but Dorother didn't continued her words any further.

"That's it?" Puzzled, Arc asked.

"That's it? That's the only memory you have of him?" Kaff asked and his scalp tingled.

"...yeah. What, can't a little girl have his own dreams!?" Dorother exclaimed, slightly alarming the two listeners who backed off away in a step while still in midair.