It wasn't long before Juvia came rushing over in a flurry.
Aibo still hadn't figured out how to handle her, so he could only play it by ear.
Embarrassing as it was to admit, of the girls in the guild he liked, Juvia was the one he'd put the least effort into.
Maybe it was because he knew he had her affection no matter what?
Or perhaps Aibo had deliberately been holding back from getting too close to Juvia.
The reason was simple: Juvia was just too passionate, and her love was too pure.
Every time he got near her, Aibo could feel that pure, burning love of hers.
Could anyone imagine what it was like for Aibo to open his telepathy and hear a voice endlessly repeating, "I love him, I love him, I love him"?
If Juvia hadn't been able to rein in her feelings, keep their age difference in mind, and stop herself from openly declaring her love—
Aibo really wouldn't have known what to do with her.
He couldn't deny that he enjoyed being loved so wholeheartedly. That was one of the reasons he liked Juvia.
Who could resist a pretty girl who had eyes only for him?
When Juvia liked someone, she couldn't hide it. But Aibo liked rather a lot of people, so he had to keep his feelings under wraps.
Well, he couldn't hide them anymore.
He'd always known this day would come, but he hadn't expected it so soon.
Ah, I'd better see what Juvia wants first—
"Aibo!"
"Juvia—"
Juvia had sprinted all the way to the Cake Tower and headed straight for Aibo. He had no idea how she'd even known he was here—
She rushed up to him, seized both his hands, and said with hearts in her eyes, "Aibo!