Though an Intellitron who should have been better at theories and calculations, Tir Anders had a way of doing things that possessed a kind of simple, brute-force beauty.
But that was fine. As Little Fish often said, "Black cat or white cat, a cat that catches mice is a good cat."
So it did not matter whether a Knight was straightforward; a Knight who could clear the way and pass the trial was a good Knight.
In any case, thanks to Tir Anders's gentle handling clearing the way, everyone could continue forward.
Before leaving, Yaoyorozu Kami even made a point of apologizing to the Hound:
"Sob... sorry, that's just how Anders is. I hope you won't hold it against him. We really are in a hurry. Oh, right, we're looking for Mr. Gallagher. Since you work here, do you know where he is now?"
Faced with the tearful beauty before him, what could a mere little Hound like him say, other than blush?
Speaking of which, why did this lady Knight love crying so much? One used force instead of words, while the other cried nonstop. Were there no normal people among the Knights of Beauty?
Resignation and confusion arose together in the Hound's heart. The next moment, he frowned, noticing something else, and looked very seriously at the lady Knight before him.
"Anyway, who exactly is this Gallagher you're talking about? Several people have mentioned that name to me already. That gray-haired girl said the same thing last time."
March 7th, who had already bounded up the steps, froze when she heard him. She poked her head back down from above. "Huh? Didn't he send you here?"
Looking at this silly girl, the Hound blinked, his expression turning equally silly. "The security officer sent us. I can't say anything