"By the way... I kind of messed up with all that show... neither of us should go as far as we did and, honestly, we might get in trouble because of it. Speaking about trouble, my dad looks like he's about to get in a fight with the staff of this lovely event that tries to surround us."
The boy pointed out, making Miriette o wide-eyed.
"Your dad...? But didn't you just... ah...! Mizoe! That's right, I haven't seen him at the castle!"
She followed Zoemi's gaze and gasped in realization after seeing the light-blue-haired man with one foot on the fence separating the stands from the arena.
"By the way – we practiced together a lot and his strength is nothing like how you remember it. Let's not make him fight or the death count will skyrocket."
"Alright, leave everything to me then."
The black-haired boy added hurriedly, to which the dark-haired girl nodded her head with a serious expression.
