The Luminescent Shrubs, planted on the side of the road in every ten steps, were illuminating the streets leading to the two-story houses in the center of the Plant Department.
The floors were paved with stones that were the same in material but dissimilar in shape, and Mel was using the tips of his fingers to step on each. The tremor would not have helped her three-color wound, but what the young boy did not know was that the young girl's only concern was no longer being injured.
"Mel, I'd better get off!"
Although Kristin wanted to get off from his back when people's shadows began to appear, Mel didn't allow her as the person knowing her situation the best.
"No need to be shy!"
Whether he liked to walk like that or because of the young girl's situation, Mel continued to move forward by ignoring other people. Although he did not care, the others carefully examined the state of the burly young man passing by.