Wriothesley's life is just full of wonders, er... Rather a predicament. Always finding himself running away or hiding from them, A shameless person who shamelessly professes their love at Wriothesley or even steals kisses from him.

It's endearing but for him it's not, just imagine a little girl chasing a little boy saying they want to marry him and they don't have any choice. It bothers him but why is he not doing anything about it? Maybe he likes it.

"I swear-... Enough you little minx!"