'Brown Envelope'

"Yes. She is." Harry slightly blushed. Clint fiddled his thumbs and bit his lower lip.

"I see. Looks like you like her more than a friend, sir." Before Clint could realize it, those words slipped into his mouth. Now, he was clenching his fist, afraid of what Harry will answer.

"Am I that obvious? Haha! Dang." Harry innocently laughed.

Erwin witnessed how Clint loosened his closed fist and dazed.

'This is not good' Erwin thought then he seriously looked at Harry.

"Sir. We have to go. Excuse us." Erwin said then he pushed Clint's wheelchair after Harry nodded in response.

While strolling the path to where they were heading, Erwin looked at Clint. "Are you alright?"

"Yes. I am." Clint answered immediately. "Where are we going? This is not the way to the lobby."

"Garden. Let's hang out there for a bit."

Clint confusedly looked up at Erwin. "What for? Someone is waiting for me in the lob—"