It's a Secret.

The two of them, their stomachs filled with street food, walked toward the place where the crowds were thickest.

They assumed there had to be something going on. People would not gather in one place for no reason.

Perhaps there was something rather entertaining to see; something told them as much.

Ivan tucked Erda behind him and pushed through the crowd without hesitation.

“Which fucking asshole is shoving me from behind···.”

“I'm sorry. Let me get through for a moment.”

“···Haha, no, it's fine! These things happen sometimes!”

The perception-obscuring effect could not completely conceal Ivan's physique or distinctive presence.

The spectator who had been about to spit out a curse with an irritated expression turned into a meek lamb the moment his eyes met Ivan's.

Before long, the two of them discovered why the people had gathered...