That red-haired girl had definitely asked that on purpose, and Shade knew exactly how to answer:
"Of course, so I can conveniently visit the library anytime to ask you questions and meet you in secret."
Danist was very satisfied with that answer. As their footprints stretched forward side by side, she softly asked:
"Come to think of it, the Accordion Hotel should still be sealed off, right?"
"Yes. Although this war damaged quite a few houses in the city, it hasn't reached the point where they would unseal a potentially dangerous hotel to shelter the homeless. The Accordion Hotel is still covered in seals. Until it undergoes another thorough inspection, no one will enter. Without heating, it should be quite cold inside."
She wore a brown scarf, but it could not hide the smile curling at her lips:
"Then are you afraid of the cold?"
"Of course not."
A different meaning appeared in her rose-red eyes:
"I suppose the Witches wouldn't have moved all the furniture away when they left, would they?"
Shade turned to meet those beautiful eyes, feeling that he understood:
"Of course not. The wardrobe, tables, and bed are all still there. How about we go into the city and take a look first? The Curse-Eroded Great Tree is outside the city and isn't going anywhere, so delaying a little should be fine. But isn't it supposed to be once a month?"
"That only applies after we return to the Academy. It's still vacation right now."
Her smile was somewhat reserved, though that was already quite bold for an eighteen-year-old girl:
"I'm a little afraid of the cold. You'll hold me tightly later, right?"
Shade gave a very definite answer:
"Of course. I guarantee I'll use my fire to warm your soul."
Their hands clasped together. Neither