Along the way, Sayo Ayaka clung to Samael's arm, her pretty face glowing with a contented smile. Like a happy little bird, she chirped away to her prince about the trivial details of daily life, every bit the lovestruck maiden basking in the sweetness of first love.
Though under the fervent gaze of the Root Princess, the Ancient Serpent felt his pressure mounting.
Still, through indirect probing, he had learned quite a bit about Sayo Ayaka.
First, because she had never experienced a Holy Grail War, Sayo Ayaka had retained her innocent and carefree nature. Though she could sometimes be a little scatterbrained, she appeared harmless enough.
Second, because she had not gone down the path of obsession, she naturally had a very good relationship with Ayaka. And the Sayo Family, originally rooted in Tokyo, had ended up in Fuyuki City through a twist of fate.
Furthermore, during her adolescence, Sayo Ayaka had unexpectedly become obsessed with all kinds of light novels, hoping that one day she would meet her ideal prince.
Now, it seemed she had found the prince on her white horse.
Samael lowered his eyes to his right hand, which she was gripping tightly. A trace of helplessness surfaced in his eyes as he turned toward the Root Princess nestled at his side, her little face brimming with happiness. He could neither laugh nor cry.
"Ayaka, why are you treating me so specially? We've only met twice at most."
"Because you, Prince, are one of a kind!"
Sayo Ayaka raised her head and gazed dreamily at his handsome face, at the endless mysteries hidden within those crimson-black eyes. Her smile was dazzling, as though it were only natural.
Samael had no answer to such an emotional claim. It was flawless.
Perhaps because she wanted to confide in