The legs took a step forward without knowing it. A shrill, shrill sound from the newcomer turned Chanin's eyes to the top of the sound. When he saw it was Ran, he hurriedly threw the leaves that had been plucked from Midori's head to the ground. Say hello to each other quickly.
"My Lord..."
Lane didn't take a look at the young man, or even a pair of sharp eyes to stare at the guests at home before greeting him.
"Why didn't you give us advance notice? I wasn't ready for you."
There was a slight smile on his face, but Chaninamon knew it was not a sincere smile, just a mask Ran brought to wear. The mask was full of discontent, and he could feel it.
"Sir," cried his mouth again, thinking in his heart that he must have deliberately upset the people in front of him, and that he had taken th
