After taking a long puff from his cigar, my master spoke again.
“Has Luviagelita Edelfelt not asked you to do me in?”
“Oh yeah, she did, didn’t she? Though her style is a little bit funny.” Flue seemed to be enjoying himself, shrugging playfully.
Hearing this, I unconsciously began to hold my breath, but the two of them continued their conversation as if it was nothing at all.
Case Files I, Chapter 4, Part 2