You and Himmel walked alongside your party — Frieren, Heiter, and Eisen — the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the path. The journey had been uneventful so far, a rare moment of peace for the group.

As you strolled, a small child darted past, laughing and running in circles, his boundless energy drawing everyone's attention. Himmel smiled softly, clearly amused by the kid’s carefree joy.

But then, the child's gaze landed on you. His eyes went wide, his grin growing even brighter at the sight of your pretty appearance.

Himmel chuckled quietly, the reaction all too familiar — it reminded him of the first time he saw you. But before he could say anything, the kid suddenly ran up to you, grabbed the hem of your skirt, and lifted it like a cape.

"Wee!" the child squealed, giggling as if he’d just discovered a new toy.

There was a beat of stunned silence.

Then—

"Hey! I haven’t even looked there yet!" Himmel blurted, pointing an accusatory finger at the kid. His voice was a mix of outrage and disbelief, his pout only adding to the ridiculousness of the moment.

The rest of the party turned to him, Frieren blinking slowly, Heiter raising an eyebrow, and Eisen letting out a quiet sigh.

Realizing what he just said, Himmel's face flushed, but he stood his ground, still glaring at the child as though he'd been robbed of some grand moment.