Belphegor put the leftover of the ice cream cone in his mouth. Then he had to pause in his movement as a suitcase almost rolled over his feet. The sixth time in the last five minutes. Everywhere around him was a scramble, in which he lost the frog often enough. Belphegor growled bad-tempered. Only now the peasants around him seemed to see his negative aura and moved out of his way.
He could already see the amphibian again, which suddenly paused and looked down. Here we go. With big steps Belphegor approached the boy before him and laid his hand on the boy's shoulder. “Ushishishi~! Who do we have here?"
Not exactly surprised, but also still surprised Fran turned around and blinked at the familiar face of the person, whose presence he just had felt not a moment ago spike up.
He gulped the last bit of his ice-cream down and threw the empty cup behind him not caring about the buff of a man he hit and was now squeezing himself through the crowd in his direction.
”Ah“, he said in his usual monotone voice, his focus on the now older blond in his vicinity, while putting a tracking and observation illusion on the younger blond, who just slipped away, ”It’s the fallen-fake-prince-senpai“
He could feel the tick mark appearing.
Giving a genuine laugh, still in his emotionless un-changing voice, Fran ducked. He slipped past the from-behind coming raging buff’s big hands, which were trying to creepily grab him and instead got whoever was behind him and ran.
He was sure the man was a pedo.
First trying to grasp his young innocent self and now molesting the furious blond teen he had just escaped from.
He sure could feel the knives in his back or were it dagger-like glares?
He really really loved riling up his senpai.
It was amusing enough it nearly made him smile, which his poor young expressionless self found rather disturbing. It nearly made him shudder.
The thought was strange.
But would that not be a great idea for a prank? He will have to make photos of people reacting to an illusionary self of him, who openly shows emotions.
It’s not like he could do it himself. That would be preposterous!
If he would just survive the situation…Because he just ran himself into a corner.
It made him feel rather cornered.
He should have listened to shishõ.
That pineapple head always to told him to always be prepared and pay attention, which he certainly just now didn’t do…
He gave a sigh in his thoughts and turned around to look for escape-routes.
