"It's obvious! Alice and Yuria! You two are trying to join Dane Walker-nim for a drink by yourselves!”

The bowl cut was flustered by what his friends said. "What?"

His friends looked at him curiously. "What? No? Do you have other business than this?"

He shouted as if it was natural, "Of course! I told you!"”

The red-faced bowl cut pointed at me and shouted.

"Den von Mark! Let's bet on our pride as men and have a match!”

"I lose."

I raised both hands at the cry of the bowl cut, surrendered, and started walking again.

"Wa-Wait!"

"What is it?"

Why does he keep bothering me?

I was letting it slide because he had talent in magic and looked pitiful, but if he kept being annoying like this, know that Lupin would come to his house.

"You don't even have pride? I want to compete with a man's pride on the line, but you say you lose right away?” the bowl cut protested.

I lightly answered while picking my ears, "What's a man's pride? Is it something you eat? Whoo~”

When I asked, while blowing the earwax off, the bowl cut looked at me as if it was ridiculou...