"The hunting ground squad, you say?" Cécile asked, looking down at Noah.
She received a quick nod in response. He wasn't sure why, but Noah felt incredibly nervous standing anywhere close to that woman—even more so than he did around Arachnea.
That being said, he knew he had no choice in the matter. Besides, he was getting used to being 'uncomfortable' around people nowadays. It was about time he accepted it.
"Well, I see no problem with it. If the young mistress doesn't mind, of course."
The maid tilted her head to the side innocently. It seemed she had no issue with him joining.
"(Eh… I didn't expect it to be this easy.)"