Suiko's Feelings; Her Wish Fulfilled

Chiyo was still sitting atop that giant rock.

Moonlight spilled over him like water.

It outlined his black-robed figure as though he had stepped out of a painting.

His eyes were closed.

Suiko walked to the foot of the giant rock and stopped.

She raised her head and looked at Chiyo.

Moonlight poured down from behind him, his white hair like snow and his expression indifferent.

Her heart pounded so hard it seemed ready to leap from her chest. Her palms were slick with sweat, and her legs trembled faintly.

But she did not retreat.

"Master."

Her voice was soft, as soft as the wind.

Yet in the silent night, it rang as clearly as a bell.

Chiyo opened his eyes and looked down at her.

His scarlet eyes were as calm as water, revealing no emotion.

"Why are you still awake so late?"

Suiko did not answer.

She merely stood there, looking up at him.

Moonlight fell across her face, making her clear eyes shine like stars.

Her lips trembled slightly, but she still spoke.

"Master, there's something I want to tell you."

Chiyo looked at her and fell silent for a moment.

Then he leaped down from the giant rock and landed before her.

Only three steps separated them.

Suiko could smell him, cold and crisp like a winter wind, yet also like pines deep in the mountains.

Her heart began racing again despite herself.

"Go on."

Chiyo's voice was calm.

Suiko took a deep breath.

Then she raised her head and met his eyes directly.

Those scarlet eyes were deep as an abyss. She could not see their bottom, but she no longer wanted to hide.

"Master, I like you."

Her voice trembled, but she did not stop.

"Not the kind of affection a disciple has for