“So what did you say…?”
At Yoo Seongwoon’s trembling question, Gio answered calmly despite the hands gripping both his shoulders.
“I refused, of course.”
“I’m truly relieved you possess enough common sense to say ‘of course’….”
“Just what did you think of me?”
“A Portrait who charges ahead the moment something seems interesting.”
“That is not entirely wrong, but I still feel unfairly judged.”
Even Gio had preferences that ordinary.
“Who in the world enjoys being kidnapped?”
“Someone might. There are far too many lunatics in this world.”
“When you put it that way, I have no answer, but I do not believe I am that particular kind of lunatic.”
“Hearing you say that fills me with indescribable relief.”
Only then did Yoo Seongwoon release a deep breath and remove his hands from Gio’s shoulders.
“Those merfolk friends of yours truly are peculiar. Who ordinarily asks the victim’s permission before kidnapping them?”
“They are not ordinary friends of mine.”
“Why did they want to kidnap you in the first place?”
“They did not explain that part in detail.”
“You don’t have any suspicions of your own?”
“It seems they do not want me directly involved in this battle.”
Though he wore the form with platinum-blond hair and blue eyes, Gio continued in his characteristic impassive expression.
“Because this is not my battle.”
“It…