That same evening, while Shion and Haru surrendered to their desire and passion, Rouhuo and Ayame sat facing each other on the mattresses.
"Rouhuo, what did you want to tell me?" Ayame asked, her voice serious.
"M-m-my lady, I…" The half-lioness turned her head away.
"Does this have to do with your weird behavior since I kissed you? Don't think I didn't notice, Rouhuo."
Rouhuo blushed even harder.
"Yes," she whispered, lowering her head. "I'm sorry, my lady. Ever since… that day, you awakened something in me. I don't know if these are feelings I might have had for you before. You're so wise, kind, and noble, and at the same time a loving mother, and…"
"Well, that's my fault," Ayame sighed. "Honestly, I didn't do it just because it was needed."
"Huh?!" Rouhuo blushed, staring at her in shock and disbelief, yet also with a spark of hope.
