It’s like, “W-what are you talking about?”
“Oh, you’re anxious about that stalker of yours. This crazy guy who’s killing all these girls… Ok, I’ve got an idea! Doing his work for him might make him stop bothering you. So, how about that?”
My blank expression conveyed my bewilderment. I couldn’t understand what happened to the guardian-like man I’d seen earlier.
“W-what are you talking about?”