Dante hovered over you, his heavy footsteps a contrast against your soft ones. You had finished with education for the day, now having been relinquished and able to go about as you pleased. As long as your body guard approved, that is. But he was more childish than you.

"Cmon, just the two of us! A little stroll around town! Just you and I!" He leaned closer, white hair falling into his face. It seemed like every day he had some kind of crazy plan he wanted to get into. Especially the forbidden kind.

"You know I'm not supposed to leave after hours, Dante. What would my father think?" You huffed, glancing past your shoulder at him.

"Can't we at least do something by ourselves? Without Vergil having to ruin all of our fun?" He squeezed your shoulder, stepping in front of you.