Just like raindrops hitting a transparent umbrella, the petals are held back and slide off to the sides.
Fujiwara Reya looked up, the blue gleam faintly glowing above his head.
So it was a barrier, not easy to spot in broad daylight.
As expected of a party hosted by clergy, interesting... Fujiwara Reya chuckled, picking up a whole lobster, intending to sit down to eat.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a greeting, "Good day, Chairman."
He stopped in his tracks, placed the lobster back on the table, and turned around to look in the direction of the voice.
"Chairman, I have something to report to you."
Holding a glass of white wine, Director Takeuchi called out to a young lady. She wore a blue short-sleeved dress with a light cream-colored cardigan draped over it, her long hair tied at the back, looking elegant and wise.
"Please go ahead." The young lady smiled warmly.
