The next day...
Leaving his house this morning, Vicente faced a strange situation. Unlike the previous days, when he passed through the busy streets of this residential area with no one paying attention to him, today he came across a few glances in his direction.
Some of the same people he saw coming and going every day stared at him, as if they recognized him from somewhere.
"Prisiche..."
"Master?" She looked at him with the same smiling, available expression as always.
"Why are they looking at me like that?" He showed to her, while she ignored the surroundings.
"Your fight against Disciple Xander has already reached 2.3 million views, master. Many people have seen your fight and will see it in the next few days." She imagined it was the reason for her master's questioning.
"Views?" Vicente stopped as he stared at her, open-mouthed.
