She smiled at Aglaea, her tone carrying an affectionate tease.
"Stealing food and drinks?" Yan Huan looked at Aglaea curiously. "Weren't you the young lady of a wealthy family? Did you ever lack food? Were you not allowed into the kitchen?"
A rare trace of embarrassment appeared on Aglaea's face. She coughed softly and sighed.
"Everyone has their immature moments. That was all ancient history."
She tried to brush it off, but her slightly reddened ears gave away her discomfort.
Futini smiled and shook her head, gazing gently at Aglaea.
"...People who care about each other usually remember one another's immature sides very clearly."
Her voice was filled with the warmth of remembrance.
"It is precisely because we remember all those little moments that we cherish the present even more."
"How comforting it is to share a bright, melodious world with those we hold dear."
As the older and younger women chatted and excused themselves, heading to a stone table nearby to resume their lesson, Yan Huan turned his attention back to Aglaea.
After thinking for a moment, he asked that familiar question again.
"So, how exactly did you get chosen by [Romance]? Do you have someone you're seeing?"
"Hehe." Aglaea no longer seemed surprised that he would ask such a question. She smiled readily, turned around, and faced Yan Huan directly. The faint glimmer of the pool rippled in her eyes.
"Now that everything has come to an end, I do not mind chatting with you for a while."
She paused.
"In your view, what is [Romance]?"
"What else could it be? Dating, obviously."
Yan Huan answered without hesitation.
Aglaea smiled faintly and shook her head.
"Perhaps that is how many young people see it."
She looked toward the sky beyond.
"Amphoreus folk tales are filled with rumors of