His voice drifted over, mingling with his breath. Nora Scott’s eyelids twitched as she sensed his hair brushing past her ear. However, she didn’t move or dodge. Her reaction greatly pleased Pedro Langley. After flipping through a few photos taken by Nora, he affirmed, "There’s improvement." Being so close and whispering into her ear, Nora flinched to the side, her eyes full of suspicion, "What?" "At the very least, both people made it into the frame," Pedro found the only thing worth praising. This guy isn’t fit to talk! At this moment, the staff circling around them, upon catching Pedro Langley’s glance, immediately used their keen sense of observation to step forward. The staff member wore a friendly smile and approached in a few quick steps, proactively asking, "Excuse me, do you need help taking a photo?" Before Nora could answer, Pedro responded first, pulling out his phone and handing it over. Once the staff received the phone, they took a few steps back, assuming a professional stance. With the lens aimed at them, the staff waved a hand and reminded, "You two, get a little closer." Nora blinked, "A group photo, huh?" Pedro turned his head to look at her and asked, "Do I need to file a report beforehand to take a photo with you?" Before she finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached over from behind her, resting on her other shoulder. She was almost in Pedro Langley’s embrace, with a cushion squeezed between them. Holding a candied hawthorn in one hand and a phone in the other, she instinctively looked towards Pedro due to her surprise. The moment their eyes met, the staff promptly took a photo. Retracting her gaze, Nora asked the staff in front of her. Her face was simply too eye-catching. After getting a look at her face, the staff was stunned for two seconds, and then, urged on by Pedro’s sharp gaze, hurriedly said, "It didn’t come out well. Look at the camera, let’s take a few more shots." Honestly, they really wanted to capture the moment Pedro was hugging the cushion... Nora simply set her phone down, adjusted her posture, and posed with the candied hawthorn for a few more photos. Pedro had a smile on his lips the whole time. Finally, as the staff returned the phone, they left feeling flabbergasted after noticing a hint of satisfaction in Pedro’s eyes. "How did they turn out?" Nora looked over. Flipping through the photos, Pedro showed her a couple of them. Nora took a look and was quite pleased, nodding, "Send the photos to me." As Nora glanced around, Pedro tapped open the first photo taken. The picture only had the two of them, with a cushion between them. He had his arm around her shoulder, she was holding up the candied hawthorn and phone, capturing that moment of surprise and bewilderment, which made it appear somewhat adorably silly. He looked down, she looked up, their gazes briefly meeting, with emotions vaguely fleeting and their posture ambiguously intimate and affectionate. Without hesitation, Pedro set it as his screensaver. After looking around and finding their next destination, Nora, biting the last candied hawthorn, asked, "I’m going to get something to eat, what about you?" Sending the photos to her, Pedro nonchalantly put his phone away. "I’ve got nothing to do, I’ll come along." Going around a manga convention alone was exceedingly dull. As a grand manga convention jointly hosted by CC Comics and Cool Ridge Media, it was official and well-organized, offering attendees a great experience and unlimited choices. Even the array of food at the snack street was complex and diverse. Apart from food like hot pot skewers, takoyaki, and sushi, there were also regional snacks, such as buns, wontons, "donkey rolls", tofu pudding, spring rolls, and braised pork trotters... It was a dizzying array. However, Nora’s experience was quite peculiar. Passing a biscuit stall. Vendor: "Miss, would you like to try some butter biscuits? They’re very fragrant." Nora: "It’s too large a portion." Vendor: "No problem, we have free samples, cut into small pieces, free." A sample bite was forced into her hand. Passing a takoyaki stall. Vendor: "Miss, we’re giving away takoyaki for free. Would you like some?" Passing a drink stall. Vendor: "Miss, we’re giving away ten drinks for free, and you’re the eighth one. We have herb jelly, orange juice, sour plum soup... Which one would you like?" As she wandered through the stalls, Nora didn’t spend a penny, but she managed to try almost everything that caught her eye for free. Fully aware, Pedro discreetly collected snacks for Nora. Moreover, upon entering the gaming section, Nora’s streak of bad luck vanished; her every play won a prize, and every prize was the largest available. She wandered around casually, with piles of both large and small prizes accumulating. The enthusiastic staff eagerly loaded the prizes into Pedro’s car. Handing the cushion to the staff as well, Pedro unloaded the goods, standing empty-handed next to Nora, who was still deep in thought. "Want to keep playing?" Nora put her sunglasses back on, rubbing her chin with her fingers, she stared pensively at Pedro. After a while, she asked, "I heard you started a video website?" She vaguely remembered Miguel Smith mentioning it when he picked her up from the Cloudwater Haven. Pedro had started a video company before acquiring Fernwood Entertainment. She hadn’t asked or thought about it at the time and didn’t know which company it was. Now it seemed... "Yes," Pedro replied calmly, casually adding, "Maybe I got recognized." Such a casual acknowledgment left Nora speechless for a moment. Was Cool Ridge Media really started by him? The enthusiasm and energy of the staff at the convention with the big BOSS present were inevitable. "I’m done, it’s boring," Nora lazily said as she pushed her hat brim up, "Let’s check out the DIY section." Pedro accompanied her without objection. The DIY crafts section had an entire street dedicated to it, allowing tourists to create their handmade items. There were masks, folding fans, and paper umbrellas to paint, and dream catchers, Japanese-style ornaments, hand fans, and sachets to craft. Visitors could freely express their creativity and imagination. Nora had just been wandering around, but after observing the hand-painting area and seeing the variety of ’artworks,’ she found it interesting and decided to stop. Some were writing characters, some sketching, some painting landscapes, others choosing cartoon characters... She tugged at Pedro’s sleeve, stepping half a pace closer to him, and looked up slightly to ask, "How about I give you a folding fan? What do you want to paint?" Retracting his gaze from the Zero fan’s folding fan nearby, Pedro smirked as he leisurely looked at her, calmly speaking two words, "Barlow." Nora was momentarily stunned. With a faint smile in his eyes, Pedro focused on her eyes and said clearly, "Zero’s ’Death Legend’, Barlow."