The two left Platinum Sen Palace as Time neared noon.
"Could you let go of my hand for a moment?"
Talia felt the temperature in Floral City Pariel was a bit hot.
It might still be the aftermath of the summer noon, or maybe it was because she had been walking for a while, or possibly because she was too close to Lanci.
Lanci, who had just regained his composure, hesitated slightly.
Then, a smile spread across his face.
"What's wrong? We've hardly walked for a minute, haven't we?"
Lanci said with a hint of pity in his eyes.
He hadn't expected Talia to admit defeat just after the morning had passed.
"No, it's not that. It's just getting hotter, and I want to take off my gloves."
Talia's sense of defiance suddenly kicked in,
"Or is it that you're afraid to hold hands with me directly?"
She asked with a touch of slyness in her gaze.
Talia knew Lanci disliked touching others.