Fish-Man Island, Port Town, Coral Hill.
In front of a house with a sign that read "Sharley."
Sephiroth held a bouquet of red roses in his left hand and gently knocked on the door with his right.
Before long, Shyarly, wearing a white bikini top, opened the door.
"These are for you!"
After handing her the bouquet, Sephiroth took a bottle of perfume from his jacket pocket and placed it in Shyarly's hand.
"Thank you!"
Looking at the girl's cold yet dignified beauty, Sephiroth recalled the expression she wore when she was shy.
A mischievous smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Just saying thank you isn't enough!"
"..."
As he spoke, he walked into the house and closed the door behind him...
On a large white bed, Sephiroth and Shyarly lay half-reclined and lazily leaned against each other.
Shyarly held a red smoking pipe in her left hand, taking occasional puffs. Sephiroth took a drag from it now and then as well.
The tobacco on Fish-Man Island had a somewhat strange flavor. Compared to this, he preferred cigars.
But...
Unfortunately, he had forgotten to bring any.
The time Sephiroth smoked cigars most often had been at the Military Academy, when he shared a dormitory with Smoker. That old chain-smoker kept a cigar in his mouth for more than ten hours a day...
After graduating from the Military Academy, smoking cigars had become more of a social obligation for him...
It was like drinking. He neither liked nor disliked it. Unless someone invited him to drink, he generally would not drink on his own.
The only reason he suddenly wanted a smoke was because he saw Shyarly smoking!
Humans really were animals that loved to imitate... Sephiroth silently mocked himself as he raised his left hand and lightly smacked the