Kamisato Ayaka was sitting right behind a folding screen. Noticing a familiar set of footsteps, she fell into a brief contemplation, because this was not a sound she usually heard.
Yet she felt a deep sense of familiarity, for only one person wore shoes like that in her presence, and only those shoes could produce such a sound.
"Sir..." Kamisato Ayaka said, looking at the shadow in front of the screen.
Chapter 148