"Mika, this move goes like this."
On the spacious martial arts field, Muria first demonstrated the Titan battle techniques to Michaela, then taught her up close and personal. This should have been a wonderful thing, but there was an unwanted figure nearby.
"Muria, why are you so close to Mika? Let go of her." Nearby, a man whom Muria found annoying kept nagging.
"I'm teaching Mika battle techniques, and after all, she is my fiancée, what's wrong with me being a little close?"
"Your relationship has not been confirmed yet, so be mindful."
"Well, fine then!" A vein was throbbing on Muria's forehead.
"How do you feel now?" Irvicester asked Michaela, in a gentle tone, befitting his senior brother's identity.
"I still need to practice some more." Michaela glanced at Muria's face, hesitating. She didn't know how to balance her relationship with her older brother and her partner.
"In that case, let your brother practice with you. I'll go for a stroll and clear my head."