Lyon paid no heed to the admiring onlookers as he strolled the town with the others.
The small town was by no mean extravagant, and it had no open market where one could hear the bargains of a peddler and its shopper. However, children still ran along with smiles on their faces as they chased butterflies.
Lyon smiled as he looked at the children laughing and even circling him for a loop before running away. Their innocence was a lukewarm sight to see and soothe his soul so much that he suddenly paused his tracks.
"Hmm... so innocent and playful," commented Lyon as he nodded.
"Hm?.... HM?!" Kesya suddenly came forward and leaned her face toward Lyon.
"W-What?" asked Lyon. "Is there something wrong with my face? Do I have a pimple that you want to burst open?!"
Kesya narrowed her eyes before she pulled her face back. She nodded before returning to her position.
