From the moment I stepped out of the clothing store, I felt eyes following my every movement. Unfortunately, I had somehow started living the kind of life where being followed was no longer surprising to me. This was strange, though—I was no longer in Eleanora’s body, and no one apart from Kyle and Miu should know of my existence. Although someone might have recognized Miu, I had ensured that he kept his hood tightly drawn since we left the inn. So why exactly were they following me?”
“Maybe they’re following Noa because you’re pretty?” Miu whispered. He’d turned invisible as well and was now clutching at my leg so that we would not lose each other.
I immediately frowned. “Another stalker? That would be just great. I wouldn’t even be able to report them this time since I don’t have any form of identification.”
