"Mhm," Minamoto Tamako didn't mind, "Don't be too frivolous, aim for that deeply affectionate, life-and-death trust kind of vibe."
"Captain~!" Fushimi Roku began imitating a sailor.
Minamoto Tamako was both happy and blissful, clinging to Fushimi Roku's arm, unwilling to let go, persistently prodding him to shout a few more times; rarely generous, Fushimi Roku complied time and time again.
They joked around for a while, and before they knew it, the evening had come.
Minamoto Tamako originally wanted to just grab some bento like usual, but Fushimi Roku insisted on cooking personally.
He took Minamoto Tamako out to buy groceries, strolling through the evening market together, finally creating a romantic atmosphere, where even martial law couldn't suppress the flames of love—before going out, Minamoto Tamako asked Senior Kazama to watch the house to prevent Taira Sakurako from being kidnapped again.
