Translator: Qiuqiu-chan
Editor: Karma Doyle
'Flop' Noah took away the hand that was reaching out to take the bag's strap and the bag fell to the wet floor. Startled, Tony tried to grab the bag before it got wet and immediately dropped it in surprise while yelling, "Ouch!"
"Wha… what is this?"
Tony quickly pulled his hand away and yelled at the bag's strap that had fallen. On the inner side of the strap, which rests on the shoulder, a piece of glass was stuck on with glue.
Noah lifted his head searched the area. With astonished expressions, everyone looked to see a man running from the middle, hastily escaping from the site. Small build, brown hair, the colour was similar to that of the stalker who had sent the hidden listening device. Noah clicked his tongue in regret. Because he was holding Mason, he was unable to chase after that person.
"I, really."
Noah glanced at the wet bag on the floor and clicked his tongue quietly. Receiving a confession more passionate than a proposal, fainting due to overwork, and as if it wasn't enough that he had been preparing to leave at any time, an intolerable stalker was hanging on to him.
What on earth were you running around doing… Noah glanced down at Mason's cheek with a face filled with annoyance. With a peaceful face, unaware of what was going on in the world, Mason's calmly sleeping appearance made him unable to do anything but let out a low sigh.
Someone was petting his hair. The tips of gentle fingers tickled his forehead and Mason who was feeling good, laughed. The fingers stopped and Mason, who was still lost in sleep, let out a little "Mmm.
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