Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

The patrol boat has stopped operating; the final destination has been reached.

Navia, however, was still sleeping soundly with her head on Luna's lap.

Although she felt a little reluctant, she had to admit that her legs were numb.

"Nana, we've arrived."

"Hmm... I'll sleep a little longer," Navia mumbled, clearly still half asleep.

She changed direction and buried her face in Luna's stomach.

Luna patted her head: "Get up, my legs are numb."

"........."

Luna sighed softly. Since things had come to this, she had no choice but to gently tug at Navia's ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, w-what happened?" Navia finally came to her senses and opened her eyes.

Looking up, beyond the graceful arc, comes Luna's smile.

"My legs are numb, sit up and let me rest for a bit."

"Ah... I'm so sorry."

Actually, I fell asleep on Lulu's lap. Navia suddenly felt her face burning and quickly sat up.

A casual glance revealed the red mark on Luna's leg.

It was pressed out.

And there was even a glistening sheen... a glistening sheen? Navia couldn't help but cover her mouth: "Am I drooling!?"

"Correct."

That would be so embarrassing! Navia hurriedly wiped her mouth, but there was no water stain.

On the contrary, my eyes felt moist.

“Lulu,” Navia said in a deep voice, hands on her hips.

"Drool dripping from the eyes counts as drool too, right?" Luna laughed.

“It’s different! A lady shouldn’t drool. And tears… shouldn’t be shed in front of you either.” Navia pinched her fingers and looked away shyly.

It's perfectly fine to expose your vulnerable side to someone you trust.

But being cared for in return always makes one feel embarrassed.

"But I feel quite refreshed—"

Navia raised her eyes, about to thank him again, when slender fingers brushed against her, gently lifting and taking away the last trace of tears from the corner of her eye.

Then, I put it to my lips and sipped it.

"Um...."

Navia blinked repeatedly, unable to react for a moment.

Luna whispered, "So this is what tears taste like..."

A touch of sorrow, a touch of relief, and eight parts longing—it's like a slightly bitter cup of tea, yet upon closer tasting, it possesses the mellow aroma of home, like a spring breeze suddenly blowing at sunset...

Of course, this is probably just an illusion.

If she can taste so many flavors from just one tear, then she should become a master of tear appreciation.

No, to be precise, he's a master of appreciating the tears of beautiful girls.

“Lulu…” Navia finally came to her senses, her face flushed redder than ever before.

Then she raised her hand.

Under Abel's shocked gaze, she slapped Luna on the back.

"Don't be the one to taste other people's tears!"

For the first time, Luna felt like her soul was about to fly away.

It felt like I'd been hit in the back by several shotgun blasts.

Shortly after.

"Sorry, my mind went blank for a moment, and then my hand just started moving on its own. Did I hurt you?" Navia asked hurriedly, stroking Luna's back.

Luna shook her head: "No, it's my fault, I should have asked you first."

The phantom thief, White Cat, almost died from a shotgun slap.

Kids, this is not funny.

"This isn't a question of whether or not to ask... it's really embarrassing."

The blush on Navia's face had not yet faded, but it had blended into the twilight almost imperceptibly.

Although she still looked somewhat embarrassed, she stared at Luna's face for a few seconds, then moved the hand that was stroking Luna's back to Luna's neck, gently pulling her body close together.

"But it's like all the sorrow in my heart has been tasted away."

"Nana, why don't you become a poet?"

Navia chuckled: "I don't have that talent, I just felt like saying it."

The two are still in the wild.

They could, of course, take the cruise ship back to Fontaine, but Navia suggested that since they were already here, they might as well go for a walk.

Navia opened her arms and felt the gentle breeze.

"Actually, Xia Wore found me before she looked for Lulu."

“She said she had obtained important evidence and that there should be a breakthrough in my father’s case soon. She told me everything.”

Of course, it doesn't say what the phantom thief did to her.

There's no need to tell this truth.

“…The Phantom Thief White Cat is such a strange person,” she muttered.

Luna smiled and said, "If it weren't strange, I wouldn't be a phantom thief."

Navia lowered her hat and sighed softly.

"Well... that's true. But it's still really hard to figure out what she's thinking."

"And Xia Wore wanted me to keep a low profile during this time to avoid attracting the attention of the enemy."

“They are still wary of the ‘bomb’ left by my father, but that doesn’t mean they won’t take action against me.”

"Of course I'm not afraid of them. But they're cunning, and we only have one chance to catch them—so I'll be patient for now for that chance."

“My friends have told me that the most important things in hunting are patience and seizing the right opportunity.”

“Wait, aim, then pull the trigger and kill with one shot... Of course, patience doesn’t mean doing nothing; I’ll keep an eye on the Gabriel Merchant Guild.”

"Have doubts, then let's find the truth together!"

Luna smiled and said, "Am I included?"

Navia turned around, bent down, and placed her finger on Luna's lips:

"Of course, we're partners!"

"Sharing life and death, happiness and hardship, our bond is unbreakable and we are invincible. This is our 'Lulu and Nana' duo!"

It's really like Lulu and Nana, do they really have to call themselves this combination?

But Navia thought it was fine this way, and Luna didn't mind either.

It's best if it's not a double gold combination, otherwise it'll attract dump trucks.

"So, let me be your agent!"

"Huh? This is a bit of a jump in topic. How did we suddenly get to the manager?" Luna was taken aback.

Navia clapped her hands and laughed, "I heard you need an agent, don't you?"

"That's right."

"I think I'm capable of this position. You see, many celebrities have their relatives or friends act as their managers, don't they?"

Luna asked in confusion, "But aren't you the president of the Rose Society? Why is the president here acting as an agent?"

Navia stood with her hands on her hips, chest puffed out, exuding confidence.

"Kelulu, you're not your average celebrity. A star who can co-star with gods needs a manager who's worthy of you, right?"

"What about the work of the Rose Society?"

"Proceed as usual."

Navia walked up to Luna, took her hands and shook them back and forth: "Oh, you don't need to worry about me. An agent's job is nothing more than publicity, packaging, and finding business."

"These are exactly the kinds of services that our Rose Society offers, hehe."

Moreover, Luna doesn't need to take on any work at all.

Life will come to you on its own.

Just look at the mountain of invitations she has; she'll never have trouble finding clients.

Whether it's film, advertisement, fashion magazine, painting model, or band singer—she can have it all if she wants.

"Of course, if you feel it's inappropriate, I can help you find someone to be your agent. But!"

Navia smiled expectantly: "I'll be so happy if you choose me!"

If that's the case, then there's no other choice.

Admittedly, this would tie one's identity to the Rose Society, but there's nothing wrong with that.