Chi-Woo looked calm on the outside, but he was flustered. She asked him to keep an eye on her forever. He understood what she meant, but it sounded a bit strange. Of course, even though Hawa didn’t mean it like that—

—Whoaaahhhhhhah!

Chi-Woo put his hand on his forehead as Philip made a fuss and huffed loudly. Anyway, technically she wasn’t wrong. Chi-Woo’s current class was Saint. It was a position above La Bella’s apostle and of course, a Cardinalis. In fact, he was virtually La Bella’s agent, and if he demanded the suspension of Hawa’s sponsorship with a proper basis, La Bella could not easily ignore his request. In that sense, it was true that Chi-Woo held the leash on Hawa’s neck.

Chi-Woo pondered for a while. After organizing his thoughts, he said, “I have nothing more to give you after that day.”

“…”

“No matter how hard you work and try to bloom your talent, no matter how great a performance you show and how many merits you earn, that will remain to be true. It’s like that even now. My mind won’t ever change in the future.” Chi-Woo stared at Hawa, who had her head slightly lowered.

Hawa hadn’t worked particularly hard for this matter or earned significant merits. Technically, what she did for the boy was just another trivial matter. However, it was the first time that...