If Kir had the impression that he would become a great flirt when he grew up with his angelic appearance and hidden sensuality, the knight would be elegant and mature. He was not just a handsome guy, but also had calm charisma. He had a noble image like a dignified sword. He didn’t seem that old. Around the early twenties?

As I stared at the man, possessed, I realized something strange. The man sat upright on his horse and looked only in my direction.

Clearly our eyes met. And the constant eye contact I had with him as he passed by made me feel as if time had stopped.

I came to my senses only when the man passed by my position, stopped looking at me, and I could only see the back of his head. I couldn’t even imagine if my appearance was so absurd enough to attract a man’s attention.

And only then did I realize my funny state. It would be even weirder if the man didn’t notice me. I was towering over everyone else, so it was only natural that I got looked at. He would have seen me as a person to watch out for. I’m embarrassed.

By the way, I don’t know who lifted me up. Even in the difficult posture of holding a person with both arms, his arms were not shaking. He was lifting me as strong and stable as Father.

I don’t know why I’m doing this stupidity. I came to my senses and struggled to get down.

“Who are you! Drop me off!”

As my struggles intensified, the person holding me put me down in surprise. I turned around to see who it was. I could see the torso of the person standing close behind me. I took a step back in surprise at the close distance, but I noticed the familiar outfit. An ominousness creeped up.

“I’m sorry. That…”

The moment the person abruptly leaned over and matched their eye level with me to check my face I was startled and waved my hand without even realizing it.

“Uwah!”

It was indeed a proper position, and my palm, which had been trained by hitting Kir before, found the man’s cheek and struck it without a single mistake.

Slap!

There was a crackling sound. It was an accurate slap that surprised both the person who was hit and the person who hit – me. Crazy, it seemed that my old skills haven’t died at all.

Palm! Palm! How many times have you moved and hit reflexively? As Kir grows up, I haven’t been restraining myself, but I haven’t come to his senses yet! I said I shouldn’t be into hitting people!

I internally scolded my palms and checked the victim again. I couldn’t recognize who the other person was because I reflexively slapped him on the cheek. However, when I calmed down, I realized that the other person was not unfamiliar, but a familiar face. Yes, he was the man with a sad impression who asked me earlier if I was lost.

My embarrassment at having beaten someone up turns into surprise and astonishment. I panicked and took a step back and cried out.

“You are a real kidnapper!”

The man’s eyes, dazed by my thunderous cry, returned to focus. As if he still couldn’t believe he had been hit, the stiff man came to his senses at the words I shouted and expressed his injustice.

“No, why is it going that way all of a sudden? I am not a kidnapper! I was just trying to help you!”

I was even more wary as the man revealed his sadness, covering his left cheek. It’s my fault when I talked to him earlier because I believed he wasn’t a bad person and just ended it with words. I must have looked like easy prey.

“You mean you found me by accident and picked me up?”

I stared at the man fiercely and questioned him. To call it a coincidence was a highly unlikely situation. I passed through the huge crowd like riding a train to hell. Yet he stumbled upon me among such people?

I wasn’t stupid enough to believe such a thing. The fact that the man was behind me at that timing would only suggest that he has been following me all this way.

“No, that’s not it. It’s true that I followed you, but I’m really worried…”

Oh my God, he has been following me!

“Are you admitting that you were following me?”

As expected, this man must be a pervert aiming for a cute child. I should have noticed when he dared to grab a lady by the waist. When a disgusted expression appeared on my face, the man spoke to me in complaint.