"What is it, mister guard? Is there something wrong with the girls?" Benimaru's words brought the guard back to his senses. He quickly wiped the slight sweat on his forehead and looked at Benimaru, who was giving him the smile of the uncle next door.
The guard recomposed himself and said, straightening his body. "Nothing, sir. I was just shocked by the beauty of the misses."
"Oh, it's okay. Many people do praise their beauty." Benimaru nodded his head, while puffing up his chest a bit proudly.
"They sure are, sir." The guard nodded his head as Benimaru's easy going mood relaxed his mind and muscles.
Benimaru didn't stretch the topic further but instead asked. "So, can I know why you knocked on my carriage?"
