Noticing Ginny, Hermione, and Hannah clinging to the doorframe, Wizet inexplicably felt relieved instead.
Since Ginny and the others had already discovered them, there were far fewer things to worry about.
"Yeah!" Wizet felt his cheeks and ears burning as he straightened his collar. "And the color is pretty noticeable too..."
Barely able to make out Wizet's expression, Ginny could not help lowering her voice and asking, "Hannah, have you ever seen Wizet like this?"
"No... I haven't..." Hannah gently shook her head, her voice as soft as a feather falling to the ground, with a faint tremble in it.
While Ginny and Hannah were talking, Wizet and Luna's gazes had already met, and faint smiles appeared on both their lips at the same time.
"Does it hurt?"
"Let me see?"
They spoke almost simultaneously, saying the exact same thing.
Ginny, Hermione, and Hannah, still hanging onto the doorframe, moved in perfect unison as well. They all covered their mouths and leaned their heads farther out, trying to hear Wizet and Luna more clearly.
They both knew where they had left red marks on the other, so Wizet and Luna raised their heads in tacit understanding, slowly lifting their hands toward the marks on each other's necks.
The instant their fingers touched the red marks, that faint soreness returned. Yet along with it came an indescribable, wonderful fluttering feeling.
The fluttering turned into a warm current. As it flowed toward their hearts, images of their earlier playfulness suddenly surfaced.
The closer that warm current came to their hearts, the clearer—and hotter—those images became.
"I think a Healing Spell would be enough to get rid of it." Wizet took a deep breath. Instead of casting a spell on Luna directly, he explained the solution.
That was one of the advantages of