To Shin, this was no big deal at all; it would be easy to remove.
Shin walked over and helped Yukiko wipe it off. Before long, he had removed the oil-marker drawings from her face.
"Is this better now?" Shin held up a mirror for Yukiko to look at.
"Thank you, Shin. That's wonderful." Yukiko couldn't help kissing Shin on the cheek.
"So that's all the thanks I get? Isn't that a little too perfunctory? At the very least, there should be some practical action."
Shin couldn't help saying to Yukiko.
"Didn't I kiss you? Isn't that enough?" Yukiko asked Shin gloomily.
"Besides, I'm already like this. What else do you want to do to me?" Yukiko said, spreading her hands.
"Alright, get up and eat." Shin smiled faintly, then reached out and pulled Yukiko up.
"I don't have any strength right now. I don't want to get up," Yukiko said coquettishly.
"You're already so grown up, yet you're still acting cute. Aren't you ashamed?" Eri Kisaki couldn't help saying.
"Hehe, I'm much younger than you. And you're jealous, aren't you? Even if you wanted to act cute, you wouldn't have anyone to do it to," Yukiko said with a grin, making a face at Eri Kisaki.
Those words dealt a devastating blow to Eri Kisaki's heart.
Though they were the same age, Eri Kisaki did indeed look somewhat older.
It wasn't that Eri Kisaki was old, but rather that she was more mature. Yukiko, on the other hand, was utterly innocent and vivacious, just like a young girl, without the slightest trace of maturity.
It really was quite unbelievable.
"Hmph." Eri Kisaki snorted softly before walking out of Yukiko's room.
She had felt somewhat guilty before, but now Eri Kisaki did not feel guilty in the slightest. She even