An Acquaintance from Fuyuki

The room's soft goose-yellow lighting created a warm atmosphere. Illya, covered by white bedding, looked at Sasuke and asked quietly:

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Sasuke kept his gaze fixed on Illya's eyes, still saying nothing.

Or rather, Sasuke had ulterior motives.

Being stared at by Sasuke like that, Illya felt somewhat displeased:

"Why are you staring at me like that...?"

"Or do you have concerns about this body of mine?"

"Didn't you notice I've grown a little taller?"

That was indeed true. Who knew whether this was...