You Have to Keep the Secrets

Zoe, who was also very surprised, momentarily froze. But as the apartment door swung open, Zoe pushed Wolf until he fell behind the sofa next to the dining table.

"Stay there!" Zoe hissed, just as Darcy peeked in and stepped inside with cheerfulness.

"Morning! Wow, you're already ready. I thought I'd have to wake you up," greeted Darcy cheerfully.

Wolf had chosen the right type of manager for Zoe. Darcy was very cheerful but firm, balancing Zoe, who sometimes still felt awkward and shy when facing new environments.

"Yes, I'm ready." Zoe nodded stiffly.

"Oh? Did you make breakfast? I thought we were going to have breakfast outside." Darcy exclaimed, pointing and approaching the dining table.

"No!" Zoe panicked, jumping up, startling Darcy and stopping her in her tracks. It was so close. Just a little more, and Darcy would have seen a half-naked man lying on the floor—Wolf.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Darcy asked, confused.

"No, nothing's wrong. I mean, no, we're not having breakfast. Le