It lasted for more than three seconds, which suggested that this boy was not merely an acquaintance or a friend, but someone much closer. He could have been anyone, a cousin, an old childhood friend.
And since Emma had returned the hug, it was clear she was genuinely happy to see him too.
Knowing all that, William still barely managed to stop himself from blasting the boy away and embedding him into the tower wall.
The blue-haired young bastard finally let go of Emma, but that hand placement… it was still on her shoulder. Tch.
"I really can't tell you how much I've been wanting to see you. After you joined the academy, this might be the first time we're meeting."
Emma nodded with a smile. "Yes, you're right. Whenever I came back, you were always wandering around the world with your father."
The other person grumbled, "I can't even remember how many times I told my old man to bring me to your academy so I could meet you there."
