Can't you pick a better place?

The same as yesterday, the moment Marika was seen walking alongside me, onlookers showed up from all directions, wondering what exactly was the deal between us.

Unfortunately for them, there are quite a few differences from what we’d shown yesterday. The girl wasn't clinging to me. Instead, she maintained a slight but deliberate distance of at least a few centimeters; just enough to keep our shoulders from touching.

That’s how it normally is when you walk with someone, right?

Marika’s demeanor remained that of a graceful lady from an esteemed background. With every step she took, her form was filled with elegance, making both boys and girls in awe at the sight of her. They were mesmerized by her unique presence.