"As the son of a knight! How can you stay hidden in your room all day? Look! The spring sunshine is bright! Epic tales are waiting for us out there!" Gray stood at the castle gate in armor and shouted.
"It's summer now." Jones, standing next to him in a small knight's armor, muttered quietly.
"Alright, the summer sunshine is bright! As the son of a knight! How can you…"
"No need to repeat, thanks."
"But I want our father-son activity to have a perfect start today."
"Who's doing a father-son activity with you!"
Gray raised his hand and with a "bang," smashed a hole in the nearby wall.
"Fine, you say it's a father-son activity, then it's a father-son activity." Jones finally gave up resisting and obediently mounted the horse.
Riding the horse, Gray wobbled forward, carrying Little Jones to who-knows-where.
The Black Cat watched from afar, lying on the balcony.
Last time, it was just away for an hour, and Gray fell in love.
