Facing the white-haired girl's questioning, Shami pointed to the ring on the girl's hand.
"Because of the ring I gave you."
Shami picked up the white-haired girl's left hand, and on her slender, fair ring finger was the ring Shami had given her.
"Looks like you've been wearing it well, Lina."
The white-haired girl stood stiffly in place.
Shami hadn't touched her for a long time, and this time gently holding the girl's hand made her feel spring blooming within her, full of vitality.
"Because it's something from Shami..."
The white-haired girl's cheeks blushed as she murmured softly.
"Let me take it off first."
"No."
Upon hearing this, the white-haired girl immediately refused Shami, tilting her small face up and looking at him seriously.
"The ring has already grown together with my finger, forcibly taking it off will just make the finger bleed."
"The ring I gave wouldn't have such an evil backlash!"
Shami quipped.
