If Taro Hiramoto was wrong, they might still be in danger of dying.
"I know him. He was eating watermelon at my place just now!"
The watermelon seller whispered this to his companion beside him.
"I saw him come in from outside the city just now. We've been selling things here for a long time, and we've never seen him before. In other words, he isn't from our other home. No wonder he dared to do something like this!"
A seller of oden sighed, but at the same time, his gaze shifted toward the city gate.
At that moment, Mirai, the girl, and the others were at the center of the crowd, surrounded by onlookers. Therefore, the soldiers guarding the gate some distance away had no idea what was happening here.
In other words, what was happening here had already gone beyond their expectations.
Before the crowd gathered around them, they had seen the Fourth Young Master of the Pingmu family flirting with a beautiful woman.
Though they had been intimidated by the Pingmu family's influence and naturally did not dare step forward to stop him, they all turned their heads toward outside the city, deliberately avoiding the sights within the city and pretending not to see anything.
Therefore, even after Mirai kicked over Hiramoto's fourth taro, the soldiers guarding the gate still had not noticed.
"Still, no matter what this young man's identity is, he'll have to... ah!" he said.
The old mask seller gently shook his head and let out a faint sigh.
The Pingmu family held considerable influence in that home. Its master's status in that home could be described as being beneath one person and above ten thousand. With such great power, aside from the names of the other families, even those in the other families