Fujiwara Reya lowered his head and kissed her eyes and eyebrows.
Yukino Ritsuko furrowed her brow slightly, biting her lip, as if hesitating to say something.
The tatami beneath them floated with remnants of warmth, serene moonlight spread across the floor, embracing the beautiful woman in his arms. Fujiwara Reya felt as if he were holding a dream as delicate as gauze. He initially thought it was Kawashima Miki... but tonight's atmosphere was too enchanting and memorable, and this Miss Yukino was too alluring to pass up.
After a while, he seemed to have fallen asleep, breathing evenly with his eyes closed.
Yukino Ritsuko's deep blue eyes glimmered coldly in the darkness. Looking at the boy's close yet distant face, she quietly reached out and touched his nose, her voice as light as a dream: "What should I do..."
Fujiwara Reya immediately opened his eyes and looked at her: "Be my wife!"
