"So, are we going to Master Irfan's house or what?" Claudia asked, yet not even turning her eyes away from her phone. "The others should've already been there. What is it that you want to ask, anyway?" This time, she put her phone on the table, meeting Sheva's eyes directly with a questioning gaze.
Yeah, the meeting here was not for the training. Last night, Sheva suddenly asked in the group chat—yeah, they had one for the Olympiad team—for some advice. However, the boy was tight-lipped, not even wanting to spill anything before he met with the others. Of course, this only made the girl more curious.
"Eh, just be patient, will you?" Sheva smirked mischievously. "I swear, it is not something pointless."
