When a massive, wall-like man with a stern face came clanking forward in full metal armor, Bao Bei's whole body would tremble with fear.
At times like that, Bao Bei was deeply grateful for Cymet's kindness—for coming to get him and still holding his hand now.
The cheerful Cymet always chatted about this and that in a fun and amusing way, which helped ease the fearful Bao Bei's nerves and lift his spirits.
Bao Bei's ears, which had been drooping just moments ago, began to twitch and perk up, and his tail, which had been hidden between his legs, started swaying gently behind him. Seeing that, Cymet narrowed his playful eyes happily.
When they arrived at the dining hall, Cymet scooped Bao Bei up effortlessly and gently sat him down on his custom, waist-high chair. Then he placed today's breakfast—soup, bread, and other items—in front of Bao Bei.
