Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Hojo Shouko's almond eyes widened as she stared at Aozawa in front of her.
Her hands gripped the broad shoulders of the young man tightly, subconsciously applying a little force, almost to the point where the clothes seemed about to tear.
But Aozawa's skilled experience took effect.
Letting Hojo Shouko understand what a couple's kiss means, it's not just a simple touch of lips to end it.
It requires exchanging each other's saliva, using that kind of castle-besieging aggression to prove the love in one's heart.
As a novice, Hojo Shouko felt that her usually powerful legs were now becoming weak.
The hands gripping the shoulders also felt a bit powerless.
Her eyes were misty like the spring fog rising over the river after the rain.
Aozawa chose to pull away; he looked into her watery eyes and said, "Shouko, I love you.
Will you go out with me?"
"Mm, I will."
Hojo Shouko nodded.
