With herbs in hand, Summer Sutton was especially happy.
She didn't really understand what Manuel Ink meant when he told her to be careful when she went in earlier.
To Summer Sutton, stealing the herbs didn't seem that difficult after all.
Quietly creeping from the garden back to the living room, seeing Manuel Ink, Summer was a bit excited.
"Manuel Ink, I got it! I got it!" She was overly joyful, yelling so loudly it echoed across several floors of the castle, and as she danced with excitement, she dropped a bunch of herbs she was holding.
What she was doing now was stealing from the Ink Family, yet she could still share her excitement with Manuel Ink so openly.
Manuel Ink's eyelid twitched, thinking she was being a bit too flamboyant. He stood up, intending to cover her mouth, but just as he reached out, the figure of Old Master Ink slowly descended from the castle's stairs.
