An Uninvited Guest

Right.

Laxus was already keeping his promise from earlier, the one he made to himself.

When he was with Rocco, he'd show his true feelings and expressions.

And he was doing just that now...

"Y-yes! Let's play! Let's play a lot, Laxus!"

The moment he realized it, Rocco's chest tightened, and he found himself nodding vigorously, unable to contain his excitement.

Laxus smiled at Rocco's response, his smile soft and genuine this time—much like a child who'd finally gotten what he'd always wanted.

"By the way... does Sylas and the others know you're here, Rocco?"

"...Huh?"

Suddenly, Laxus's words cut through the peaceful atmosphere, and in an instant, the warm atmosphere evaporated.

Rocco froze stiffly, his body trembling lightly, his eyes darting in panic.

Seeing this, Laxus pressed his forehead, seemingly understanding the situation.