*Saffron*
"Woah!" Milo said. He stared at the crates as we flew into the deck of the ship.
Koyuki had covered the ship with a cool mist to keep others from noticing us while we worked on setting up the trap. Although, if you asked me, that only made us stick out even more. I doubted fog like this was common on desert lakes, at least during the daytime.
Milo sniffed the air. "Ah! It sure smells nice!"
Indeed. It smelled of various flowers, such as jasmine, roses, and ones I couldn't name. It reminded me of a certain princess I'd met at a festival a couple of years ago. She smelled just as good.
"I thought we weren't using real luxury products," Koyuki said, tilting her head at the Major.
Major Kisara chuckled. "Well, we had to make it believable, Lieutenant. If a ship filled with high-end perfumes doesn't smell of perfume, it would raise questions."
"You got a point there," Milo said, snickering.
Kisara waved at us to follow. "I got several positions planned out for us."
