Lanchi Just Didn't Believe It Would Explode One Day

The Clock Tower on one side of Temple Plaza had only just passed three.

The slight warmth of Iketerite's summer noon cast a radiant glow across the ancient gray flagstones. Under the protection of the statues, several massive oak trees grew around the plaza, their lush branches and leaves providing a cool, comfortable shade along its edge.

The temple doors were half-open, and spreading green vines climbed all over the carved pillars, quietly guarding this Holy Land like witnesses to history.

The two beneath the great tree needed few words. Their earlier embrace had been enough to express their years of longing and the joy of their reunion.

But once they started talking, it seemed they couldn't stop.

They chatted about amusing stories from the past and their recent circumstances, accompanied by Loren's narration and Florence's soft laughter.

In the blink of an eye, it felt as though this moment might last forever.

Pay attention to the time.

The Love Instructor's voice came through.

"..."

Hearing that, Loren suddenly seemed to awaken from a dream and realized what was going on.

"Florence, I have to head back to the temple. Almirs has already called for me several times!"

Loren spoke with a hint of apology.

Although he wanted to continue chatting with his close friend, he had no time left.

"Oh, oh, go on, then."

Florence smiled understandingly and waved her hand.

She already knew that Loren had been swamped lately.

And seeing that Loren was doing well, she felt reassured.

"Be careful not to overwork yourself. And if you ever feel like talking to someone, contact me anytime. Whatever you're feeling, I'm your partner."

Florence added that gently.

"Florence..."

Loren gazed at Florence, his eyes filled with emotion.

"If I could, I'd love to spend every day with you.