Alena Wright didn't think about other places. He just followed his words and said, "I participated in a design competition so that I might be a little busy next time."

"Really? Then I would like to congratulate you." Yves Kelly shrugged noncommittal, playing with the edge of the cup and turning in circles on the pure wooden desk, "Last time at the bar, I was not in a good mood when I saw Waylon Gray. Later, after seeing you, he took you away with a sullen expression. Has something happened to you recently?"

The topic changed so quickly that Alena Wright didn't react for a while. There was nowhere to...