Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace...
"Hey," Conan observed the little girl eating to her heart's content in the dining hall. After calling him handsome, Conan happily opened the door for her. However, while the little girl was leaving, she called him handsome again and asked him for food.
It was a shallow reason to fulfill the little girl's request, but they were harmless requests. So Conan brought her into one of the private dining halls where the servants served breakfast for the little girl and Conan. But he hadn't touched his food, while the little girl was already on her second.
Sunny swallowed a big gulp and turned to Conan. She blinked adorably, waiting for Conan to speak about what he wanted to say.
"How did you get into my office?" Conan inquired cautiously.
"Grandpa locked me in."
His brows furrowed. "Your Grandpa lock you there? You've been there all night?" he gasped in disbelief when she nodded.
