You just barely noticed Childe leaving his position to kill the target…

[You needed that kill…so driven by your pride, you pulled the target onto the stage to sing and dance with you.]

[Childe grew angry, going back into his position as bodyguard while you made the crowd wild. He grew jealous but all it took was that look you gave him…and all his anger faded.]

“…curse you and your adorableness…” [Childe whispered to himself.]