'What a strange feeling! And what a strange person!'
It was the first time they formally met, but Silver Wolf discovered to his disbelief that the young boy who was at least eight years younger than him gave him a strange feeling that made him want to get close to him.
Over the past few months since he entered the game, even though there had been people who had tried to befriend him because of his incomplete silver mask, and some had even declared themselves his brothers right when they met, he never regarded any of them fondly. As time passed, he remained alone, wandering across the land like a wolf.
He did not communicate with anyone, and neither did he try to acquaint himself with anyone.
Happy was truly a strange person. His gaze was serious, and he appeared to pay attention to a person fully when he listened. He also seemed to understand him very well, which touched Silver Wolf for a moment.
That was right, he felt touched.
