Walking around the capital with a beast brought him more attention than the fight with Isaac. It was the most embarrassing thing, good thing he had a hood over his head. So people barely recognised who it was.
The laughters from NPC children, how carefree they were, playing their games, made Kiro forget a little about the outside world. He wished he could stay here forever, a game that didn't have consequences. Can't do it? You can always try again until you can.
"Wishful thinking." He mumbled, taking in the fresh air.
He was about to leave the capital's square when two figures walking in front of him caught his attention with the conversation they were having.
"It's absolutely crucial we get the loot from the world boss, otherwise boss wouldn't be very happy," said the skinnier of the two.
"Sometimes I wish I didn't join the Crow Mafia Gang—"
