Al strolled leisurely along the sidewalk, heading toward the nearest bus stop.
Then, all of a sudden, he squinted.
A familiar aura drifted through the air once more.
That familiar presence again.
The stalker.
Tch. That guy was seriously persistent.
Same as yesterday. Dressed like some cool bodyguard out of an action movie, but with sneak moves so obvious it was laughable.
Al smirked slightly.
He kept walking calmly. No running. No glancing back.
He knew the tailing guard thought he had improved this time.
Eventually, they arrived at the major traffic light in the city center.
People began to flood in from all directions. Vendors, students, office workers, beggars—all mixing together.
Just like yesterday.
And then—
CLICK.
The light turned green.
People scattered in every direction.
The guard, now fully alert, scanned frantically.
"Okay… black hoodie… about 175 cm… walking to the left? Or right? Wait, was he in the middle? Huh?!"
The next second—
