145 The Wedding

A few days later.

After returning from Pluton Kingdom, I was now at an elementary school.

‘Should I have just not said I’d come?’

I’d never thought of myself as an old man, but coming to a place like this made me feel like one.

Just in case, I hadn’t smoked before coming, but now I was worried that I might smell of cigarettes.

“……What are you doing?”

As I stood outside the school shaking myself off, Mosco Bichakos looked at me from behind with an expression that said I was pathetic.

“I was just wondering what I’d do if I smelled like cigarettes.”

Come to think of it, didn’t Bichakos smoke too? She took something like perfume from her clothes and sprayed it all over me.

“Getting rid of the smell before meeting the kids is basic preparation.”...