Cagalli: I Hate Yuna the Most!

After the kiss, Natarle, who was flushed and panting, and Luther, who was calm and smiling, looked at each other affectionately amidst the applause;

After a while, Natarle came back to his senses and confirmed in a low voice to Luther.

"Luther Your Excellency, is that ready?"

"Call me Luther, Natarle."

Faced with Natarle's confirmation, Luther just responded like this.

Then after hearing Natarle, the almost inaudible 'Luther';

Luther let go of Natarle with obvious regret, and watched Natarle regain its balance after shaking;

Luther also gestured to Nata...