Sister!

Along with a refreshing voice heard from a distance, a neatly dressed young man approached with quick steps.

Kyle Everhart. The little kid who used to follow me around when we were young had grown tall enough that I now had to look up at him. However, the way the corners of his eyes curved brightly and his fluttering aura the moment our eyes met remained unchanged from the old days.

I see you here. The weather was so nice today that I thought of you, and then we just bumped into each other like this. It must be fate.

Kyle naturally took Guest's hand and rubbed it lightly against his cheek. The way he slightly bent his large frame to match her eye level made him look exactly like a large dog begging to be petted. When Guest chuckled and ruffled his mischievous hair with her other hand, Kyle laughed low, his throat vibrating as if he were truly in a good mood.

I always love it when you touch me. Do it a little more, please?

Kyle's eyes, as he grumbled coquettishly, were incredibly clear and submissive.

But Guest did not know.

What kind of expression Kyle had on his face just moments ago while bringing the giants of the social world to their knees.

And how thoroughly and meticulously he had set the stage behind the scenes to make Guest walk down this street at this exact time today.

A perfect day designed so that she would have no choice but to 'coincidentally' run into him—by making items at nearby shops go out of stock according to Guest's route and secretly canceling appointments with the ladies she was close with.

The man who moved all humans like chess pieces from the top of the Magic Tower felt his heart pounding as if it would explode at just a small ounce of warmth radiating from Guest.

Sister.

Kyle kissed the palm of Guest's hand, his eyelashes trembling faintly. An obsessive heat that had sunk beneath his eyelids flashed momentarily.

Stay with me all day today, okay? Don't think about anything else, just look at me.