Chikage Kuroba's face flushed red. She wanted to struggle to her feet, but her body was limp and weak. She had no strength to get up—or perhaps she simply did not want to.
"Let's go."
Shin pulled Chikage Kuroba to her feet, then led her out of the café.
Still dazed after being pulled outside, Chikage Kuroba asked Shin, "Where are you taking me?"
"Come with me to a place you know well."
Shin led Chikage Kuroba to a hotel. The moment she saw it, her expression changed.
Of course she knew where this was. The impression it had left on her was incredibly deep. This was the very place where she had done that with him.
"Want to relive some memories?" Shin suddenly asked with a wicked grin.
"Let go of me. I'm leaving," Chikage Kuroba said with a cold snort.
"Really? Don't you want to experience it again?" Shin wrapped an arm around Chikage Kuroba's slender waist.
Chikage Kuroba's body stiffened for a moment before going soft, allowing Shin to hold her as they entered the hotel.
In a daze, she followed Shin into a hotel room. Even Chikage Kuroba herself had not expected that she would not resist.
The night passed in the blink of an eye, though it had been a night of a thrilling, intense battle. The next morning, Chikage Kuroba opened her eyes.
Feeling how sore and weak her body was, she glanced at Shin beside her and said with immense complexity, "I never thought I would betray Toichi."
If the first time could be excused because she had been drunk, then there was no excuse at all this time.
Although Toichi Kuroba had been dead for eight years, that sense of betraying him still lingered in Chikage Kuroba's heart.
"Am I a bad