"I hope you aren't talking nonsense. I'll verify it later. Remember that," Fenrir, still harbouring some doubt, spoke while narrowing her eyes.
"Sure, sure, do as you like. By the way, let's forget about those useless things and get to the main point of my visit."
Although Myne was sweating profusely inside, he knew the most important rule of lying was maintaining absolute confidence. He didn't show any nervousness on his face, instead quickly changing the topic to divert her attention.
"And what is this so-called main point of yours except giving me headaches?" She asked, raising an eyebrow unhappily.
Fenrir found it hard to expect anything serious from Myne. She already believed that whatever Myne wanted to discuss was most likely related to her hume form, upon which he had cast his perverted gaze.
