No matter how many times Misa went to the purgehouse, she could never shake off the strange feeling that someone would recognize her as Mikim rather than the captain’s wife. Even now, as Torren led her towards Royle’s office, loudly proclaiming about how much he missed Misa just to show off his connections to the captain, Misa couldn’t help but lower her head in hopes that no officers would call her out. Fortunately, Torren’s rambunctious ravings about the baby in Misa’s womb would have given the impression that Misa was embarrassed, not nervous.
“Lieutenant Torren,” an officer Misa recognized as Rowel (the harsh cadets’ trainer) greeted, stepping in front of the tall man. “Captain Royle is in a meet. I suggest you keep it down.” When he saw Misa, Rowel offered a smile. “My apolog
