THE NEXT STOP

"Sorry"

The other party that bumped with Syra muttered with his extremely big and deep voice; and without a warning, he lifted Syra as though she was nothing but a mannequin.

As soon as he helped Syra to her feet, he left right away.

Meanwhile, Clyde continued walking far ahead of Syra to the point that the distance between the two of them was slowly increasing.

 "Look at this inconsiderate guy. He did not even have the slightest idea that I was almost crushed to death!"

Syra said out loud in frustration and stomped her feet.

"Ouch!"

Only when she did that did she realized that she actually sprained her right foot from the previous fall. Other than that, she also noticed that her knee was wounded.

"HAIXT!"

Syra let out an exasperated sigh when she realized what she got and then limped her way following Clyde.