"Hold this, will you?" Fujiwara Reya's face was sorrowful.
"I absolutely won't!" Hoshimi Rinko said calmly as she faced the courtyard, as if speaking to some imaginary person outside. Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned to glance at Fujiwara Reya: "You're not welcome here tonight, please leave!"
That beautiful face emerged in the night and under the lights, and Fujiwara Reya let out an "Ah" and closed his eyes.
"Hmm?" Hoshimi Rinko slightly furrowed her brows.
Fujiwara Reya, with his eyes closed, said, "I'm so unfortunate!"
"Junior," Hoshimi Rinko said with a mocking cold smile, "You are quite fortunate."
Fujiwara Reya shook his head.
His face was genuinely filled with worry, not feigned, causing Hoshimi Rinko to look at him intently and ask, "What misfortune has befallen you?"
"First, take the flowers." Fujiwara Reya handed the flowers to her.
Hoshimi Rinko hesitated for a moment, then let out a sound and took the flowers.
