Faon had always been quite concerned about the way that gaze felt.
He instinctively activated **[Perception]** to investigate and found that the source of the gaze was coming from the direction of Veya’s residence.
He looked over and saw Veya watching him calmly from a short distance away.
Faon frowned and spoke.
“Veya?”
‘Was the gaze from yesterday morning from Veya, too?’
But it didn’t seem like it…
Veya’s gaze was very calm.
Although it was difficult to detect, it was obvious to powerhouses of their level.
In short, the feeling Veya’s gaze gave him was different from the faint sensation he had sensed yesterday.
Furthermore, based on what his wife said, Veya had only come over to say hello after he and the Night sisters had already left.
The timing didn’t match up at all, and Veya wouldn’t go to that town for no reason.
Hearing Faon’s question, Veya walked straight to his side, her face wearing her usual subtle smile.
“It seems our **[Knight]** hasn’t forgotten what his teammate looks like.”
“Didn’t we just meet last night? My memory isn’t that bad.”
Faon felt a bit helpless.
She was an expert at this kind of… expressionless, toneless sarcasm.
However, he had long since grown accustomed to dealing with Veya.
Unlike Captain Emilia’s way of handling things, he could understand the true thoughts hidden beneath her words.
For example, with this sentence, Veya probably just wanted to give him a normal greeting, and she was in a relatively good mood.
Moreover, she had swapped her black long robe for more casual daily clothes, which perfectly accentuated her tall figure.
Veya was indeed in a good mood.
She had originally intended to come out for an **Official Visit**, but she hadn’t expected to run into Faon by chance.
Although due to various reasons, she could only express herself in a way that fully fit the legendary image of a **[Witch]**.
Hearing Faon’s weary words, she felt that he hadn’t changed much from before.
Thus, she maintained that subtle smile.
“Oh? Is that so? I seem to recall a certain ‘Mr. Gentle’ leaving in quite a hurry last night with a flushed face.”
Her voice was ethereal and lacked any emotional fluctuation.
When he first met Veya, Faon had thought she was speaking directly into his brain.
“There was a reason for that.”
Faon chose not to discuss the events of the previous night.
Instead, he continued with a slight smile on his face, “Are you here for an **Official Visit**?”
“Yes. I just didn’t expect to have such a fate with the **[Knight]**,” Veya said flatly, her eyes fixed on Faon’s.
“Then would you like to stay for dinner? My wife is a great cook, and Sister Night Lei even sent over a bottle of sparkling wine,” Faon invited with a smile.
“Only… not today. I’m the one taking charge of the stove today.”
He was also very happy that his old teammate had unexpectedly become his neighbor.
Hearing Faon introduce his wife so naturally, Veya shifted her gaze imperceptibly.
‘Is it really still just a “brotherly” or “partner” type of affection for me?’
“Who is Night Lei?” she asked plainly.
“Your neighbor’s neighbor. She’s a nice person.”
Faon didn’t say much more.
He didn’t want to force-introduce his and his wife’s new friends to Veya.
It was a silent understanding between them.
“Oh,” Veya uttered softly, deliberately expressing her dissatisfaction.
“Also, where did the magic on your body come from? I haven’t seen you use it before.”
Faon didn’t notice Veya’s dissatisfaction and decided to ask directly.
The two of them used to research things together back when they were adventuring.
The moment Veya approached, Faon had sensed the magic on her. He didn’t know why, but despite having **[Magic Resistance]**, he was usually very dull toward such things.
He could only set the thought aside for now.
“I collected it after **The War** ended.” Veya didn’t elaborate because this was simply a mimicry she had created using her own **Magic Power**, imitating the anomaly she had sensed on Faon’s wife.
It seemed he didn’t know about the anomaly on his wife.
“It seems you’ve had many opportunities.”
Faon spoke while knocking on the door.
“Sister Falin, I’m back.”
A moment later, Evalyn came out.
Upon seeing Faon, she immediately spoke with a giggle, though her voice carried a hint of worry.
“Hubby? You’re back quite early today—could it be that Miss Eve discovered you weren’t in top shape and let you come home early? Honestly… I told you so, didn’t I? You should have just taken the day off.”
How could she not be worried?
She had been on the verge of going over to drag her husband home by force.
She had also been pestering the Receptionist for information regarding the duration of the **Enhancement Potion**’s side effects.
No matter how much her husband tried to hide it, Ailin could tell at a glance that he had basically forced himself to endure the entire night.
It was her fault, too.
Not only had she failed to help her husband vent properly, but she had also fallen asleep on her own.
No matter how much she tried to act tough before, when she saw that her husband hadn’t slept all night… she understood in her heart that she was nothing more than a weakling who couldn’t satisfy him.
This also strengthened her determination to complete the **Matchmaker’s Guild** commission.
She didn’t want to see Faon like this ever again.
“It’s fine. I managed to catch a quick nap during the lunch break, so Sister Falin doesn’t need to worry.”
Faon smiled and said, “By the way, we have a guest today.”
“……A guest?”
Ailin asked, puzzled.
“Good afternoon, Miss Evalyn. As promised, I have come for an **Official Visit**,” Veya said tonelessly.
Faon was a bit surprised. Veya hadn’t been like this at all before.
However, he didn’t say anything.
“Being able to act this way toward his wife was probably a sign of a good relationship between the two, right?”
“Good afternoon, Miss Veya! I talked to my husband about you last night. I didn’t realize Miss Veya was the **[Witch]** who fought alongside him.
My husband has truly been in your care,” Ailin said as she took Veya’s hand.
She spoke with a giggle and great warmth, but there was also a slight hint of staking her claim.
She still hadn’t checked this person’s information, but according to the standards where an **E-Rank Matchmaker** could generate a target, it was entirely possible she had the same trait as Night Lei and the others.
“Sensitivity.”
Therefore, she planned to wait a bit.
With her current energy levels, opening multiple commissions was still very difficult.
Veya revealed a subtle smile and didn’t let go of the hand.
“I have also been very well taken care of by Mr. Faon.”
Faon felt a bit helpless.
Even if you aren’t good at social niceties, don’t drag me into it.
‘……Mr. Faon?’
Ailin froze for a second.
She detected a slightly unusual flavor in that address.
She was very sensitive to the women around her husband.
This person was indeed very strange and difficult to get along with.
“Anyway, why don’t we head inside first? I just didn’t expect Miss Veya to come over so soon.”
“I told Sister Falin before that we didn’t need to head over there; Veya has her own plans,” Faon said with a smile.
“Mhm.”
Veya gave a soft hum, a subtle smile hanging on her face.
After the three of them entered together, they sat down on the guest sofa.
Ailin prepared to brew tea as usual, but Faon stopped her and went to do it himself.
Faon felt that rather than having himself try to make conversation, it was better to let his wife do it.
It was a good chance for her to get to know Veya better.
And Ailin thought the same way.
Even for a **Generatable Quest Target** she couldn’t use yet, she still needed to get familiar with her first.