"Seriously??? Thank you very much!" and she bowed much like well-raised Japanese girls.

Shura brought the kettle and the tea box on the table in case Naoto or herself would want more later, then sat in front of Naoto, both hands on her cup, still smiling a bit.

"There's no need for honorifics... it's not actually my name. It's my title." She took a long sip, then put the cup back down.

"Ask away, then."