The atmosphere in the train car where Charles was seated was quite pleasant, with everyone around discussing topics about him. Only Charles, Luna, and Snow remained silent.
There were no other people next to Luna and Snow, while the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy sat directly across from Charles. Naturally, Charles's silence piqued the boy's curiosity.
"I think Charles is pretty great," Charles replied dismissively to avoid drawing attention to himself and revealing his identity.
He really couldn't bring himself to praise himself.
"Of course! After Charles arrived in Genosha Calivia, he has kept a low profile, unlike other geniuses. He only acts when someone else causes trouble for him!"
"He's my idol! It's not just good, it's extremely good, exceptionally good, unbeatable good!" the boy exclaimed excitedly.
He completely understood that the person he was praising, his idol, was now sitting right in front of him, remaining silent.
