Night watcher, I am Chloe Bourgeois! || Miraculous Ladybug

32: Her treasure

After the whole commotion of the field trip, we returned to Paris later than scheduled. It was night already, around 8 pm.

Even though it was Paris, even though it's a big city where the lights glitters all over the place and even though stores were open as ever, the streets laid empty.

Hardly anyone was walking the paths, that kind of lone streets. The kind that a capital such as Paris should not be.

I guess this is why Cat Noir was constantly able to meet Dupain-Cheng without getting caught... More like that's how they made the setting for the show.

I gazed at my classmates that were walking down the streets alongside me.

I would have called John Won before reaching the station had it not been for Miss Bustier's whim on 'we should walk home after such a long day'. It was supposed to make us feel refreshed and I can see how it had worked for some, but to me it is just a plain walk to stretch my body after such a frustrating day.

At one point, all that remained were just me and Zoe walking alone together. I wanted to call John Wii but Zoe seems to be enjoying herself out here. . .

Yeah, let's just walk home.

"You worked hard."

Suddenly Zoe said those words to me that took me by surprise.

How did you know I was there? It was Vesperia who was supposed to know, not Zoe. You should know that, that question has the potential to reveal your identity.

Oh right, I just remember you were in the 'run away from Reflecta' group with me too.

Though, her words left me silent.

No one has told me that I worked hard today. Actually no one came to talk to me except Julika on the way home and Rose who bided me farewell when we parted ways just now.

"Yeah," I finally said while looking ahead.

". . ."

". . ."

I noticed that Zoe was playing with her fingers.

Are you nervous? Why?

"Chloe," she said again, "are you hurt?"

". . . Are you perhaps worried about me?"

She was looking down, nervously, and nodded her head.

". . ."

". . ."

". . . Nah." I observed the dresses displayed in the glass of a dress shop, "I was hurt, though, while fighting with Reflecta but I am fine now."

"I see. Good to know. . . Are you exhausted?"

". . . Yeah, alot. So much so that I might just pass out till noon tomorrow."

"Should we call Mr. John?"

"Nah. It is refreshing like this to just walk in empty yet shimmering streets. It's peaceful tonight."

"I see. . . I am also enjoying myself here. Guess Miss Bustier's way to cheer us up worked, isn't it?"

"But it was not a safe choice."

She looked at me for a moment, "How?"

"In the end we have to walk alone in lonely streets. I am worried about the girls who have to walk alone to their houses."

". . . You are worried about them?" She looked confused.

"Yeah."

Zoe smiled and said, "Oh don't be, everything is fine!"