Hajin smiled languidly at the stern words. "Is that an order?"
Sarah stared at the twinkling grey eyes and sighed deeply. "Sure," she drank the rest of her warm drink and crumpled the can between her hands. "Let's say it is."
Still with an easy smile, Hajin took the crumpled can in Sarah's hand and walked away to the trash can, not far away from the bike. He threw both of their cans while humming.
"How far have you investigated me, Master?" he asked.
Sarah flinched, and not from the loud clanking sound the two cans made inside the bin. "...enough to know you live alone with your mother abroad."
She knew it wasn't weird to have a background check on someone working for her, but...she felt somewhat guilty. Was it because she couldn't find anything incriminating? It felt like she was being needlessly suspicious of a decent man.
