"Young Lord Naoya!" You shouted as you tried to keep up with the stubborn kid.

He had suddenly started to run off somewhere, as if he'd spotted something. And sure enough, he did.

Once you'd caught up to him, you found yourself in front of a terrifyingly big and tall man.

Toji Zenin. Naoya's 'model'.

"This brat again? Are you the servant taking care of him today?" He asked you with a sigh while Naoya was looking up at him in admiration, trying to get his attention.