Chapter 40

"That's great... you haven't regained your memories."

"..."

"That's great... you're still Young Master."

"..."

"That's great..."

"W... why? Weren't you hoping for me to change back into that guy? Someone more mature and better than me, someone who wouldn't pester you like a little puppy."

"You know you're like a little puppy!" She looked up and scolded him, frowning, but then smoothed it out quietly. Two finger-worn hands slowly crept up to cup his cheeks, and she smiled slightly, "Woof woof."

Her playful voice made him shudder all over. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he leaned in and caught her lips, not allowing her to push him away.

So be it, a little puppy. He didn't need much; as long as Little Eight occasionally remembered to feed him, he was more than willing to beg wagging his tail for her.

She clearly still had more to say and tried to pull back to speak, but he refused to let her bring up propriety and moral codes to lecture him at a time like this. He simply raised a hand to press the back of her head, bringing her right back against his lips. Her mouth, eager to speak, gave him just the opening he needed, and if she had anything to say, she could say it in his mouth.

"T... this kind of thing... Y... Young Master, you..."

"Even if you say you hate it, I'm going to do it." He narrowed his eyes, letting her know clearly that he couldn't put on the brakes right now; apart from kissing her properly, he didn't want to talk about anything at all.

"I... I mean, later... mm..."

"It doesn't matter if you won't let me do it later; I'm going to get my fill right now." He delicately and