When Kelly left in a huff, she unexpectedly noticed a slender man with somewhat familiar gray-white hair in the corridor.
He was holding a copy of Little Prince, staring blankly at the illustration in front of him.
"Are you, Mr. Verlaine?"
Kelly was a bit surprised and delighted.
She had seen Verlaine's photo on the official Twitter, and she didn't expect to meet the illustrator himself here.
Kelly felt her pockets, only finding the two paper vouchers recently given to her by a staff member.
She took one of them and approached the white-haired man.
"Mr. Verlaine, I'm a big fan of your illustrations and have always admired your work. Could you give me an autograph?" Kelly asked for a signature.
Verlaine seemed to be lost in some kind of contemplation, staring at the cover of the Detective Cat painting knife painting in his hand and muttering to himself.
