Yuhi wanted to ask her that question, but then he saw the look in her eyes. This is so unfair; whenever she makes that type of face, he can't say anything. He felt uncomfortable, so he shifted his gaze and concentrated on the wound on both legs.

But he immediately noticed something else—a bright red color in both her hands. Yuhi felt a throbbing sensation in his chest. Her blood smells so good. Why is it like this? Is there a connection after all? Yuhi heard old tales about it before, but this was the first time seeing it in person.

The blood of your most beloved is the most delicious. Yuhi, however, quickly composed himself.

"Blood."

"Eh?"

"Your hands."

Sumire panicked as she looked at her hands. "Wow, your right?! Eh? Eh? Eh? What? What?"

A deep sigh escaped his lips. Usually, this girl is so calm and composed. But Yuhi noticed that whenever she panics, she ends up doing something reckless. Those are the times she lets her guard down. It is dangerous for her to lose her rationality whenever he is not around. It seems he has to find a way to be with her more.

"You must have gotten it when you tripped. Your legs aren't the only one that gets injured."

Sumire didn't say anything, but he spotted the tears in her eyes. Geez, she is so careless.

Yuhi naturally brought her most injured hand to his lips. A trail of blood was about to fall onto her lap, but he caught it on time with his tongue. He licked and sucked on the red liquid.

He felt her hand tremble, but he didn't pull away. But he instead watched her reaction. Her red stained cheeks and nervous voice.

"Um...I uh…"

An image appeared in his head, watching her this way. Now that he thought about it, she had this expression on her face too the day after he made love with her.

He wanted so much more than this. He wanted her fingers inside his mouth, no he wanted more.

"Y--Yuhi!" Sumire suddenly exclaimed loudly.

A red-stained face, and those eyes -- he felt his heart skip a beat. What is with those alluring looking eyes? What sort of thoughts does she have right now?

"I… I am fine… now," Sumire whispered, as she stared at him with flushed cheeks. "Y-You don't have to do anymore."

Yuhi brought his lips to her knees instead. "But what about here?"

"Y--Yuhi?"

"I'm kidding, and I won't do anything that will make you uncomfortable." Yuhi stood up and looked around. "What is Shin doing taking so long with those bandages?"

His thoughts broke off when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from the back. "I like the back hug."

"Yuhi, you dummy."

"That's my line. Please be more careful. Even though I want to watch you twenty-four-seven, I can't do that."

"Stalker."

Yuhi laughed and turned around, leading to Sumire burying her face in his chest. She kept calling him names but eventually mumbled.

"Thank you so much Yuhi, it's because of you I can be so happy."

"Then do I get something as a reward?"

Yuhi didn't even know why he asked her that, but the words escaped his lips in seconds. Sumire pulled away and innocently tilted her head. "Then treat me to a parfait. Otherwise, I will hate you?"

H--how is that a re- Yuhi paused when he saw the look on her face. Why does she look so cute? Damn, he already lost before anything started. Yuhi awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.

"So you want to go on a date after this?"

He initially planned for them to head back home, cuddle, watch movies and take a nap together. Sumire is the same type of person as him, and she prefers staying at home. She seemed content whenever he holds her too. It is difficult to do anything too affectionate when they are in public.

"You don't want to?"

Yuhi grabbed her hand. "No, let's go."

Sumire laughed. "We still have the ending ceremony to attend."

Do they? He just wants to take her away now.

...

Several hours later, they are on their way back to the bar. Atsuro should be bringing that kid back soon. It might be today or tomorrow, but either way, they head back there just in case.

"I ate a lot! I'm full."

"If you overeat, your cheeks will turn-" Yuhi paused in mid sentence. He probably shouldn't finish that sentence; otherwise, she will kill him. Yuhi quickly learned how scary her jealousy is. When one of the new students tried to hand him a love letter, she immediately stole it. He went to the meeting spot to turn that student down, and that girl begged for forgiveness.

When somebody boldly confessed to him in the middle of the hallway, she said that she ought to have a nice talk with her with that bright smile. The next day that girl transferred schools.

What scary jealousy, and yet he found it cute how overprotective she was of him. Sumire would not behave this way if she did not like him a lot. Yuhi knew her very well and saw how she acted towards people she did not care about.

She would become very cold, and that icy gaze enough to freeze somebody. She never once looked at him like that, even from the very beginning.

"By the way, Yuhi, your in the flower arrangement club, right? Do you guys do activities?"

It was already quite late when they finished eating; now it's pitch black. That's why he told her to send a message to Atushi. That guy acts like a mother hen despite his age. Then again, he understood why Atushi behaved that way around Sumire.

This girl has a bad habit of running into danger. Also, Sumire has no idea how beautiful she is. She attracts too much attention.

"Yeah. We have a job request from the student council. But we tend to slack off a lot, and our respective jobs don't help. So it will probably never get done."

"So you and Shouko-senpai are…"

Amase Shouko, a senior who graduated a few months ago, was also a club member. She was the only girl. It seems Sumire spoke to her a bit.

"No way." He said casually at first and realized a second later his mistake.

Shoot by responding casually isn't he admitting it? Moreover, he watched as her expression turned dark. 'She is going to kill me if I admit that I had such a relationship.'

"Of course not!" Yuhi turned to the girl beside him. "Does all of her verbal abuse of me sound like lies?"

He watches the dim gaze in her eyes to brighten. "You're right! It's hard to think she would say those things even if it was an act."

She looks very relieved. "Silly girl." He lightly knocked her forehead. "The only one I like is you."

The only one he loved in this lifetime is her, and he is sure it will be the same in his future lives too. In his next lifetime, he will still be madly in love with a girl called Ibuki Sumire.