"Alice, this time it really was my fault. Don't be angry, okay? At worst, at worst... I'll give you my pet, all right? Don't be angry. I really was wrong. I'm telling you, Alice, don't walk so fast. I haven't finished speaking yet..."
It was morning, and the sun shone brightly, yet no one was in a particularly bright mood.
In the square of Far-Sail Port City's Noble District, a young girl strode forward with impatience written all over her face. A young boy followed closely behind her, speaking to her with a fawning expression.
"Otto, are you ever going to stop?" At last, the boy who had been trailing her like a shadow made the girl in front lose her temper. She abruptly stopped and spun around to scold him.
The girl was exceptionally beautiful. Coupled with the graceful curves beginning to show in her figure, she was like a lush young sapling, brimming with the breath of youth and making it hard for anyone to look away.
Otto was walking quickly. Alice's sudden turn caught him off guard, and he could not stop in time. Seeing that he was about to crash into her, he cried out inwardly that things were bad.
"Go to hell!" Seeing the boy behind her practically "pounce" at her, Alice knew he had not meant to do it, but the fury she had been suppressing finally erupted. With a sweep of her arm, a violent gust sprang up between her and Otto, surging fiercely toward him.
"Ow!" The boy was swept up by the wind and hurled backward. Although Alice had held back and judged the force perfectly, the fall still made him cry out.
Seeing his reaction, Alice despised him even more. He could not endure even this little pain? He was