The girls were weeping and clinging onto me tightly, making it a slightly awkward situation, especially with their close proximity.
"You're quite popular, Amael, ahaha," Victor teased, grinning at me.
I smiled, glancing at the five girls surrounding him. "You're not far behind either, Victor. You've got your own harem here."
"W-What?!" Celeste blurted out, her face turning red.
"H-Harem? Not really…" Cylien stuttered lightly.
"Right, we're just friends!" Amelia interjected.
"We're not…" Elizabeth said with a small smile.
"…" Selene's silence was as good as confirmation.
"Oy! He's running away!" John's voice called out, diverting our attention.
He was locked in a fight with the middle-aged man.
"That guy! It's him! Celeste, Cylien!" Amelia shouted, pointing at John, who had forgotten to remove his embarrassing masquerade mask, revealing his identity from the shopping mall incident. This guy is truly hopeless and doesn't care about any consequences.
