“… Who might you be?”
The voice of Shin Noya, asking with furrowed brows, spreads out in all directions.
“What…?”
What is this old man saying?
Due to the completely unexpected remark, I unwittingly open my mouth wide.
Compared to having countless things to question the Tang Clan’s Gate about just moments ago.
This single phrase uttered by the old man made me forget all those words.
“Noya…?”
“Hmm? Is she someone you know?”
Whether aware of my bewilderment or not, the old man instead looks at me and furrows his brows.
“Another woman…. Tsk tsk, it seems your lecherous nature hasn’t changed. And even that.”
The old man’s gaze turns toward the Tang Clan’s Gate’s chest area.
“Ahem ahem….”
“… Noya.”
Is he really crazy?
What on earth is this old man doing right now?
Setting aside not recognizing the Tang Clan’s Gate.
For a Taoist to blush while looking at a woman’s bosom.
It was a situation absurd in various ways.
“… What are you doing, Noya.”
“Ahem… What do you mean.”
Perhaps knowing it’s embarrassing himself, he keeps clearing his throat falsely and avoids my gaze.
While that appearance is comical on one hand, in this incomprehensible situation, I had to ask first.
“You don’t know who that person is?”
“How would I know such a woman.”
“No….”
At the old man’s words, wondering what the situation was.
Hehe….
From afar, where the Tang Clan’s Gate is sitting, a laughter sound comes.
The Tang Clan’s Gate is quietly laughing with her mouth covered, as if finding something amusing.
“Huh?”
Shin Noya, confirming that appearance, widens his eyes as if realizing something.
Seeing that, I too could feel relief inwardly.
Yes, not recognizing her doesn’t make sense.
Just as I was about to nod, thinking that.
“You… Could it…