After cheering, the residents flocked to the registration booths for the various competitions.
Whether it was men or women, even families with children could find a competition suitable for them to participate in.
"Is there anything you want to play?" Alan turned to ask the elf girl beside him.
Orina looked at the stalls around her, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she began to think with a troubled expression.
"Do you all want to play all of them? Or do you all not want to play at all?"
Seeing Orina's conflicted look, Alan asked.
"Every game looks so interesting..."
Since she did not know where to start, she would let Alan, the organizer, make the arrangements.
"Don't be conflicted. Follow me."
After saying that, Alan naturally held onto the delicate hand that was by his side.
The moment he took Orina's hand, her mind went blank. This time, not just her pointy ears, her entire face turned red.
