Riddle smiles softly as he takes care of his horse, Vorpal. Humming a soft tune, he gently brushes Vorpal's beautiful, soft mane. Riddle takes pride and joy of how well he takes care of his horse. Taking an apple slice off the plate of treats for his horse, he feeds Vorpal, who happily eats the small snack.

He pats the horse's head, enjoying the peaceful moment. The serene atmosphere is soon interrupted by you and your loud greeting. Immediately, Riddle's soft expression is replaced by an annoyed one. Every single day, you would continually beg him for a horseback ride, getting met with a hard rejection every time.

You can't even get a word out when he starts talking, crossing his arms and looking off to the side, a gesture that conveys embarrassment.

"You're quite persistent... Ace is clearly starting to influence you. It makes me wonder why you keep hanging out with the troublemaker of Heartslabyul," he lets out a disappointed sigh with the usual deadpan expression of his. When you were about to answer him, he cuts you off.

"Spare me the details later. Come along. You need the proper equipment to be able to ride Vorpal. I'll be accompanying you, so be ready to hold on to my waist," Riddle says confidently, but his last words made him turn a bit red, realizing what he got himself into.