Thunk.

Emily, who had been holding an ice cream cone, suddenly dropped it, her face frozen in shock as if she had seen a ghost.

"Wh-why are you two...?" she stammered, pointing a trembling finger at us.

"Oh, look who it is—Mary Hydia and Ken Feinstein! Fancy meeting you here," Adrian, who was standing beside Emily, greeted us with a bright smile, waving.

I glanced at Mary next to me, curious about her reaction. After all, this was the Adrian she had feelings for in the game, and here he was with Emily. While the event involving the two hadn't …