You stood there, Neito hiding behind you as the jerks that were bullying him about never becoming a hero left. Neito was confused, he never had someone like you stand up for him, he looked at you in awe, but didn’t want to seem as some vulnerable child, so he put on his facade.

“T-Thanks… but you didn’t really have to… do that…” Neito uttered, but deep down, he was very grateful.