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Chapter 108
"It..."
In response to my question, Eileen slurred the end of her sentence with a dimmed expression. She stealthily glanced at me as if there was a reason she couldn't speak about in front of me.
'A reason she can't tell me. What is it?'
I was curious, but I didn't press her for an answer.
"You don't have to talk about it if it's difficult to say."
My intention was for my words to alleviate any sense of burden, yet Eileen, deep in contemplation, seemed to have reached a decision and slowly began to speak.
"... It relates to people."
'People?'
As I tilted my head and looked at Eileen, she clenched her fists placed quietly on her lap.
"I simply cannot remain idle while people speak ill of you."
"People speak ill of me?"
Eileen, who had been hesitant, cautiously explained.
