Lately, Diluc had been busy as the Darkknight, but Jean wasn’t clueless. How could she be? He was her best friend, her trusted colleague, and… what? Her boyfriend? No, that didn’t sound right. Sure, they slept in the same bed, shared tender moments in the early morning, and spent nights wrapped up in each other’s arms. Yet, when anyone asked about her relationship status, she’d still say she was single but not looking. Why was that? It wasn’t as if they’d ever married, so he wasn’t her husband, but their connection went beyond the definitions of friendship or even romance. It was… different. They cared for each other deeply, as naturally as breathing, and shared everything about their lives—just as they did with Lisa. But with Lisa, it was the same bond. The three of them gave their all to each other, shared every secret and every joy. They loved each other, without question. So, why hadn’t any of them ever spoken it out loud? Why was there still a silence when it came to admitting the truth? She let out a soft sigh, her eyes drifting to the window where the moonlight spilled through, casting a pale glow over the her office in the Knights Headquarters as she found herself lost in thought, stacks of papers surrounding her desk.