"When did I do it?" Harry asked of he not remembering.
Cleo closed her eyes once. And then sighed.
"Are you really don't remember?"
Harry nodded.
Cleo turned her face to the other side as a give-up sign.
"Good. If you don't remember, then forget! I've forgotten about it too," Cleo finally chose not to prolong the problem. Even though she was disappointed.
However, Harry wouldn't want to accept it if their conversation just stopped there.
"What exactly do you mean and say it! I will listen carefully and do the responsibility if necessary. You can say it straight away."
Monna felt annoyed.
"I don't know if I should blame you or blame Aretta. But the medicinal smell she gave you made you act weird. Yesterday you ... dared to grope me and kiss me. You've completely lost your mind by then. And you're lucky that I managed to escape."
Harry frowned.
"I'm lucky?"