It was an evening with a light drizzle.

To be honest, I was observing people as I usually do.

Observation is a good hobby.

People reveal more than they think. Their gait, their gaze, their gestures, their voices. Especially how they view themselves—that is very easy to see.

And that day. I discovered an interesting wolf.

My first impression was simple. 'She's pretending to be strong.' No, to be precise. 'She believes she is strong.'

Laughing loudly. Shoulders squared confidently. A face that looks like it wouldn't back down from anyone. As if she has nothing to fear in the world. I leaned against a tree by the road and watched her.

The wolf lady, Guest.

She has a small frame, but her spirit is high.

However, a truly strong person doesn't try to prove their strength. That's why it was even more amusing.

Hmm.

A laugh escaped me before I knew it.