Chapter 18 Not Her Boyfriend Yet

• Back at the Adventurers Guild, Mixarnt was happily stuffing his face with food that Cynthia had generously given him. Crumbs clung to his cheeks, and a small mountain of empty plates was steadily growing beside him.
• “Oh wow,” Karen said from behind the reception counter, arms crossed as she watched in awe. “That boy really can eat a lot, huh?”
• Cynthia chuckled softly, arms folded as she leaned casually against the wall. “Yeah. I found him sleeping under a tree in the park this morning. If I hadn't shown up, the city guards probably would've picked him up and tossed him in the holding cells for loitering.”