"You can't keep shouting like that. You must show respect to adults!"
The clamorous voices gradually grew clearer as they approached from afar.
"They're coming toward me!"
With that thought, Mirai was even more startled. Seeing that he was completely naked, he could only hurriedly pick up his wet clothes from the ground and put them back on.
Rustle...
Accompanied by footsteps through the grass, a girl of about sixteen or seventeen emerged from the woods, followed by a seventy-year-old man and more than ten sturdy men.
By the time the girl came out of the woods, Mirai had just finished getting dressed. Seeing her emerge, Mirai did not relax.
"Good thing I got dressed at the last minute. Otherwise, I would've been utterly embarrassed when they first arrived."
The girl was startled when she saw Mirai. Then she did not dare look at him again. She walked upstream in small steps, where a wooden bridge led to the other side of the river.
After seeing Mirai, the girl continued onward with the dozen or so men behind her, seemingly finding it inconvenient to deal with him and directly ignoring him.
Seeing Mirai soaking wet, the old man could not help feeling pity for him. He took two pieces of flint from his robes and tossed them in front of Mirai.
"Young man, look at you—you're drenched. Make yourself a fire and warm up. Don't catch a cold."
Hearing this, Mirai gratefully nodded to the old man, then bent down and picked up the flint.
Just as the old man turned to catch up with the others, Mirai followed after him and called out, "Grandpa, thank you. Um, I'm lost. Could I go with you?"
Mirai was completely at a loss right now, not to mention that he did