Kevan did not move, however. His hands hovered protectively at Larissa's sides, forming a hug of some sort that kept her encircled. He looked down at her, her silhouette clearly reflected in his eyes.

"Are you hurt?" Kevan's voice was low and cool, but there was a hint of warmth in there. His concerned gaze made Larissa's heart skip a beat before pounding furiously. She began to feel rather hot under the collar, and the heat of her blush was enough to fry an egg.

"No," she replied very quietly.

They had not had any physical contact nor had they said anything romantic, but there seemed to be an amorous atmosphere surrounding them, which made other people jealous.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Aster began jumping with anxiety. "We're going to lose!"

Kevan finally returned his attention to the competition.

Just like that, several people had already turned back. Even if he raced to catch up with them, he could not escape the fate of coming in last. Having figured out the situation, Larissa quickly