Encounter in the wrong place: the hero of the world

What does it feel like to kiss?

At night, Ais was lying on the bed, suddenly becoming curious about what Tione had just said.

She thought of her parents cuddling together.

Thinking of the way Severin looked at her tenderly when he bullied her just now - if she allowed Severn to slowly approach under such a gaze -

Ais opened her eyes wide and felt her heart beating rapidly like a drum..

She pulled up the quilt and buried her hot face in it.

Aisi pouted with some dissatisfaction as her cheek had been gently pinched by Sevin just now. Sevin could be a bit mean-spirited sometimes and liked to bully her - but she didn't seem to resent it at all.

She stretched out her hand and pinched her little face like Sevin. The tender skin and soft flesh were really easy to pinch.

She thought again of the gentle look in Seven's eyes that only saw her.

If... if Sevin kissed her face -

Ais blinked her eyes quickly and buried her head deeply into the quilt.

Um? Why is it always Sevin who takes the initiative?

Ais began to think about what it would be like if she took the initiative, but the imagination had just begun when Ais shook her head and forcibly ended this part.

This must be initiated by the man.

Although she doesn't quite understand, Ais firmly believes in this.

Later, in the morning mist, against the backdrop of the morning glow, her wish was indeed realized - it turned out that except for the tension, there was only a blank space, and there was nothing left but joy.

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