The air in the terrace garden had become very quiet.
Both of them wore expressions of awkwardness.
Only the gentle harp music, which seemed to come from nowhere, remained, as if it could let the summer breeze flow under the night sky.
Hyperion tried to feign composure, but her pursed lips trembled slightly, and thinking back to what had just happened, she felt like tears were about to fall from her eyes.
In front of Ichrite Academy... no, it would probably spread throughout the entire Hutton Kingdom.
Now, Hyperion dared not think about the reaction within Ichrite Academy.
But she was sure that the incident with Lanci would be wildly and widely gossiped about in school, after all, the rumors about Dean Loren were a case in point.
It was always like this with her and Lanci.
Most of the time, they got along quite well.