“Well, that was awkward.” Louis heaved a tired sigh, even though his hands that was scooping more soup into the bowl contradict his fatigue.
Mikaela remained still, pondering deep in her thoughts.
“What’s wrong, Mikaela? Cat got your tongue?” Louis smirked. His remark gained a gentle smack on his head by Mikaela while she flashed an annoyed look at him.
“It’s nothing. I was just thinking about something.”
“Oh.” Louis glanced at Mikaela from sideways and caned his chin on the kitchen table. “Is it about your secret of being a vampire hunter?”
“No.” Mikaela shook her head and hesitated. Now that she remembered it, only Ciel knew about her task of becoming a spy. Even though Louis knew to an extent that she is a vampire hunter, she never told him that she is in an ongoing mission. For a
