The researcher shrugged his shoulders.

"It's a shame we have to proceed with the case in secrecy. If that weren't the case, we would have written the paper by now."

"Do you still insist on keeping it a secret?"

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

Leila blinked for a moment. Her face darkened, but soon returned to normal.

"No, I just think you're a little greedy."

My appearance here will be reported to Detective Urseau. Therefore, I must act in a way that won't raise suspicion.

"Anyway, they should know that the case I'm investigating isn't a secret mission. So it's better to leave a slight hint here."

She wiped her face as if she were okay, but her eyes betrayed her anxiety.

It was Arcangelo’s.

"That's just how the higher-ups are. Oh, by the way, would you like to check on Detective Cassilia too? Since the situation there is also causing some waves, it might be good to investigate."

"What do you mean?"

"Detective Cassilia is also facing a continuous stream of complications. Since things are happening that shouldn't be happening, the detective suggested that an investigation might be necessary."

"Ah, the chief of the investigation department?

"Yes."

Despite everything, it seemed that they cared about her well-being. Leila chuckled bitterly.

"I understand. Let's go to another room. There's no room here."

"Is it necessary?"

"What?"

Arcangelo lifted his head from where he was sitting. "We can do it here. It's not like moving the machine will take all day."

"Here? You want me to lie on your bed right now?... Why me?"

Leila's face twisted, more in confusion than anger.

"Hmm."

And the researcher who saw that expression lit up.

"Okay, let's move the room."

"I can get up by myself."

"Forget it."

Leila was genuinely startled.

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Please, just act normal."

"Normal?"

Arcangelo's face creased, and Leila finally sighed.

"Never mind. Cool your head and rest. Don't move around saying you'll train again."

"Do I sound weird right now?"

This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

"Yeah. Detective Urseau doesn't sound normal. Anyone would say the same thing. So just cool your head."

Leila deliberately spoke bluntly, and before he could say anything, she called for assistance.

"It seems like Detective Urseau needs more rest, could you please check on his condition? I'll come back after the investigation."

"I understand," she said in Korean.

"Detective Leila Cassilia!" The man stood up and tried to follow me, but the guard blocked his way. Given that this concerned the health of the owner, it seemed that he was following my words as an outsider.

"Even Detective Urseau would suffer losses if his successor's health or life were harmed. Regardless of whether he has affection for him or not."

She left the room with the researcher in tow. The deer-hybrid researcher whispered as he pulled the machine along.

"Is something really wrong between you two? Are you dating?"

Leiila answered with her expression rather than words. Nevertheless, the researcher did not back down.

"But you seem quite intimate in your speech?"

"I just go along with what the other person is doing. I don't feel the need to go out of my way to be polite to someone who isn't showing respect."

"Isn't that a bit different?"

Leila pursed her lips slightly.

"Why...are you saying that?"

"Just curious."

"If you're just trying to pry out of interest, you should stop."

It was an uncharacteristically curt dismissal.

The researcher was convinced.

"You know, while Detective Urseau may not, Detective Cassilia is looking at you straight on. Different from others."

Leila stopped her steps.

"Is that important?"

"Isn't it an important issue?"

With a composed expression, Leila murmured softly, "I am a cat shapeshifter, and Detective Urseau is a wolf shapeshifter. Even if there is meaning behind his actions, the outcome will not change."

"I didn't know you were capable of such words. After all, you are his granddaughter, aren't you?"

Leila turned her head quietly towards where the researchers were, without changing her expression.

Although there was no coldness on her face, there was a faint sense of intimidation.

The researcher raised both hands.

"I saw it accidentally during the treatment process. I didn't purposely pry."

"You should have."

Leila resumed her steps.

"Wow, scary."

The researcher lingered behind and shuddered.

But chills ran down his spine.

"Even cats are carnivores, I suppose. Goosebumps for a moment, good grief."

Nevertheless, his laughter did not cease.

"Well, it's my fault. I recklessly blurted out words that could provoke sensitive reactions."

Without hesitation, he followed behind Leila.

* * *

"I did it on purpose," she said, her anger still palpable even after the person had left.

"He must have been slamming on the trigger because he didn't know any better."

If I had been a little less rational, I would have been in big trouble. She let out a deep sigh.

"I think I'll have to keep seeing him in the future. What should I do?"

Just the thought of his face made her feel like she was on fire. She slumped onto the bed.

His words echoed in her mind.

"Arcangelo Urseau likes me."

He didn't say those exact words, but that was the gist of it. She snorted.

"What a load of rubbish."

Arcangelo Urseau doesn't like Leila Cassilia.

I won't say that it's completely impossible, because the future is unpredictable.

But the likelihood of him liking her seemed very slim.

"Just by the way he acted around me today."

Arcangelo probably wouldn't understand Leila's way of thinking. Likewise, Leila wouldn't understand Arcangelo's.

They were just too different from each other. That's why the chances of them falling in love, a positive emotion, were also slim.

Not being able to understand each other is what that means.