Outside the gate to the mystic realm known as the dreaded grounds, standing by the entrance itself, was a certain prince who was once supposed to try to court Kana. Now he could only stand there, and sweat buckets as the group of people stood in front of him. He felt a heavy pressure weighing down on him. And the handsome man at Kana's side made him feel like an insignificant bug. He was nothing more than a flea in the sand….
Kana waved her hand and made the gate open, causing Lord Yong to give a self deprecating laugh at how causally Kana could open the gate. "Thank you, Lord Yong. Should I send you back?"
"Back? Ah yes, please…." Lord Yong looked down at his bare feet and finally let out a sigh of relief. He did not wish to stand around like this any longer.
"Okay, have fun!" Kana said before waving her hand, but it froze mid air as she suddenly yelled out: "Crap, I pictured the female bathhouse in the city just now!"
