"Have you been hurt, Mr. Ozwald?"
The moment that strong lady expressed her concern in the flattest voice possible, my pathetic ass even hesitated to look at her in the face, so I had to take a look at her apparel instead. My eyes moved from her matte black knee-length box pleats skirt to her black two-piece suit and tie, which ultimately gave her the look of a student council president out of a Japanese high school anime. 'What a weird sense of fashion.' I thought to myself, but then when I had finally worked up the courage to look at her face, it was also then that I no longer had any questions regarding her taste...
