"I know you're impressive..."
Zoya sighed and reached out to hold down Annan's scroll, "But you really shouldn't read on the subway. Not only is the lighting here bad, but it's also a bit shaky.
"We're not too far from Flannel Province now. If Your Majesty is bored, I can chat with you, or we could discuss some less secret matters. Otherwise, you could lean on me and take a nap like the others."
...It's fine, I wasn't really reading.
It's like I opened my textbook and then played with my phone on top of it... At a time like this, playing with the phone feels especially delightful.
While muttering in his heart, Annan obediently closed his eyes and leaned against Aunt Zoya, curling up in her arms like a white kitten.
The first-class carriage had been cleared out, leaving only the six of them in this car. With no outsiders to see them, Annan had nothing to be shy about.
Seeing this, Xitan Pulan decisively opened his eyes and without a second thought, took a screenshot.