Rafael lightly touched his forehead and glanced at the smirking Cook, while his other hand caressed Eileen's neck. "Hmm."

"You... have you known Cook for a long time?" Eileen inquired.

"Yes." Rafael straightened up, looking at Cook. "One summer, I went to D country for vacation and happened to see Cook being robbed by a hooligan..."

Rafael smiled faintly, "I remember, the hooligan at that time was probably only in his teens, and he was probably only about five foot six, but Cook couldn't catch up."

Cook awkwardly explained for himself, "I was unfamiliar with the terrain!"

That was indeed the truth.

That thief seemed to have been lurking at...