Shyness, gratitude, a lingering sense of nostalgia, and an unprecedented, slight dizziness from breaking the rules.
"... Hehe."
Although there were some unexpected developments, almost leading to unforeseen consequences, he did not regret this act of "rebellion."
Inside, he felt a sense of relief, as if he had opened a once-closed window and seen a different landscape outside.
He could even imagine the expression of shock that might appear on Love God Betera's face upon learning all this, bringing a faint, slightly smug curve to his lips.
Fulingya stood alone in the once again desolate woodland, her fingertips unconsciously brushing over her red lips, where it seemed the scorching warmth belonging to mortals still lingered.
His act of "rebellion" began in an unexpected way and ended in another unexpected manner.
But regardless, some things have quietly changed.
Either in his relationship with Herbert or his view on those so-called "rules" that must be followed.
