"Your Majesty, who dared to attack your neck?" Vyaghra asked in a serious tone, his gaze fixed on Ume's neck where the proof of our intense night session was clearly marked.
"This idiot," I muttered inwardly. "How could he be so oblivious after living for nearly two thousand damn years?"
Ume had turned completely crimson with embarrassment. Her head lowered as she played with her fingers, tilting her head in an attempt to hide the love bite, yet she could not come up with an answer.
"Th-that… umm… I—"
"Oh! Ya remember to return, brat!"
While Ume was stuck in a dilemma over what to say, a heavy voice suddenly echoed. Moments later, a mountainous body descended from the sky, kicking up dust and debris everywhere.
As the dust settled, the figure became clearer.
