"No... Anvis, I didn't come here this time because of that."
But Harvey looked rather strange at the moment. Both hands clutched the hem of his robe, his expression holding forty percent awkwardness, thirty percent shyness, and another twenty percent hesitation.
"Is that so? Then why did you suddenly come looking for me?"
Anvis glanced at Harvey, who was flying alongside him, his tone calm.
"Well... I..."
Harvey opened his mouth, twisting the white gloves dampened slightly with sweat, yet he continued hesitating over something.
Anvis said nothing. He simply turned to look ahead, allowing the floating disc to carry them automatically toward their destination.
Today, Ninth Prince Lanno had unusually invited him to lunch, apparently because he had something to discuss.
Finally, as the two were about to reach the rooftop terrace of the High Tower Restaurant, Harvey made up his mind.
"Anvis, I think I'm in love!"
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Doubting his own ears, Anvis shot Harvey a strange look.
"You came to me over something like this?"
Lord Harvey, did you even remember how many times you had fallen in love by now? "Sorry, but... Anvis, she feels different."
Harvey was equally aware of his past behavior. He opened his mouth, seeming to realize that he lacked any real credibility, but still offered a feeble defense.
"I understand. You're not actually fickle. Your heart is simply divided into many pieces, and the figure in each piece is your one and only."
At that, Anvis nodded expressionlessly. At the same time, he guided the floating disc down onto the platform, then stepped off with elegant poise, walking through the air as though an invisible staircase draped in red carpet lay beneath his feet.
"Then, dear Harvey, diligent little bee, bright and blazing flame, why not divide your heart into one