"M-Miss Zephyr, help!" (Olivia)
"Huh? Oh, right, you. Stop it—stop bothering my student." (Zephyr)
It seemed like the two of them knew each other, and apparently, the latter was her Professor.
And not only that: in the blink of an eye, before I even realized it, she moved behind me and grabbed me by the collar, as if mimicking what I'd done earlier.
"All right, I understand the situation. You're the one who's been following me, right?"
"Oh! You noticed. That's impressive. Ahem, I mean, I'm the one asking the questions here now!... All right, student Olivia, answer the question from earlier." (Zephyr)
"Huh?" (Olivia)
"..."
Wait, something's off here.
I thought she'd be the one asking me questions now that she's in a dominant position, but apparently, she's going to keep pressing the issue.
I didn't say anything either, even though she's holding me by the neck. I don't sense any ill will; rather, it feels like she did it to fit the situation or something like that.
