C50 The Close Relatives of the Greyhound Wind Hound!

Soon, a slightly effeminate boy emerged from the crowd. Oh, he didn't walk out—he was pushed! His slow and hesitant demeanor made everyone feel a bit embarrassed for him.

"Come on, spit it out!" someone in the crowd called out, growing impatient with the boy's hesitance.

"Ah!" The boy with delicate features awkwardly scratched his head and admitted