“Y-, You’re wrong-. This definitely isn’t a hobby of mine…”
“You dressed like that for me, didn’t you?”
“L-, Like I said, circumstances…”
Uwahhhh, what’s with this shame-play? LET THIS ENDDD!
“Can I have a better look?”
“No! It’s embarassing!”
Unable to bear this any longer, I hid my whole body behind my two arms.
“Why? It’s cute.”
“Eh-?”
At that moment, my body softly hung in the air, before falling. I can feel the soft bed on my back.
I could see in my vision Achille, and the ceiling of the canopy bed.
“Huh?”
This means… I was, pushed down?
“A-, A-A-A-A-Achille.”
Watching me fall into unrest and behind doing strange things, Achille stifled a laugh. Every single one of his actions is amorous.
He looked down on me with his passion-tinged cobalt eyes.
It’s like being frozen earlier was a lie.
“Camille, am I no good?”
“T-, That’s not it. Don’t I always tell you?”
“Am I, scary?”
I shook my head back and forth.
“Y-, You’re not scary, you know. You definitely won’t do anything cruel to me.”
“Then, having me do that kind of thing to you, are you against it?”
He smoothly stroked the nape of my neck with his finger. As you’d expect, even I could guess his intentions.
“-, hii- ‘m not, against it…”
It’s not that I’m against it. Probably. …I’m incredibly embarassed through.
“I-, It’s okay… I don’t dislike you, after all.”
That’s how it is.
Whatever I say, I like him. I cherish him. I have no objections with marrying him either.
“I won’t do anything cruel to you. I promise.”
“Mn…”
I can believe in his words. Even right now, so that he doesn’t scare me, he’s carefully making sure I’m okay.
I prepared myself, and embraced him.
“I believe you. It’s you, after all.”