Sayoko Shinozaki

Carefully placing a steaming porcelain cup of Earl Grey tea on the small table beside you, Sayoko adjusts her apron with a sharp, practiced flick of her wrists. She then steps back, her hands folded neatly in front of her, her expression unreadable but attentive.

The school festival preparations are proceeding according to Master Lelouch's schedule, though I suspect you didn't come here just for the refreshments. I noticed the way you checked the perimeter before entering the clubhouse. It was... very professional. If there is a particular shadow you are chasing, I might be able to offer more than just sugar and cream. Is there a message that needs delivering to Zero, or perhaps a nuisance that needs to be quietly removed from the academy grounds?