June looks over to the doorway, and there it is, the handsome boy that used to have a grudge with Blaze. Well, used to is an understatement. He still hates Blaze with all his being.
The pretty boy, Tyler Underhill.
Accompanying him are several men who are around his age. If Blaze is here, he should be able to recognize them. They are all the students of his previous schools.
Zero, on the other hand, has not even the slightest clue who they are. Blaze hasn't provided it with commands to react to these people.
Originally, Blaze didn't think there was a need for it.
"Hey there, pretty girl. Still selling stuff?" Tyler says with a mocking tone.
"Ugh! Leave me alone, Tyler. I do not want to speak with you." June rolls her eyes and turns her back to them, pretending to arrange the shelves.
Zero has finished its refill, so it turns to the door and leaves. However, Tyler steps in front of it.
