Miwa Chisei had never imagined that someone like Satoru Gojo could be so passionate.
Like an insatiable glutton, he held Miwa Chisei close and refused to let go.
They sat on the tatami, Satoru Gojo gently embracing Miwa Chisei from behind. He rested his chin lightly on her shoulder and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Miwa Chisei's earlobes were still pink. She lowered her head, lost in thoughts he couldn't see.
They stayed silent for a long time before Miwa Chisei finally spoke.
"So... we're a couple now, right?"
A teasing laugh sounded beside her ear, accompanied by warm breath.
"Yep, but I'm ready to get promoted to husband whenever you like-"
His words warmed Miwa Chisei's heart a little. After all, this wasn't the sort of thing Satoru Gojo usually spouted nonsense about.
"Geto was right. He sent over half the organization's leadership for a marriage alliance."
"Yep, a honey trap. It's too late to regret it now."
Miwa Chisei took the large hand resting at her waist. Touching him now felt entirely different, as though she could no longer be quite so composed.
Satoru Gojo opened his blue eyes and looked at Miwa Chisei's delicate profile, unable to resist saying,
"Qianxing, I'm so glad you could throw caution to the wind like this."
"It's kind of amazing to hear something serious from you."
"Really? I compliment you all the time. Qianxing's amazing and beautiful, and..."
Miwa Chisei immediately turned around and covered his mouth.
"Stop talking."
Having gotten exactly what he wanted, Satoru Gojo kissed her soft palm and deliberately said,
"I wasn't saying it for your benefit."
"Hm?"
Miwa Chisei looked puzzled, then saw Satoru Gojo point toward the door with a meaningful smile.
Outside Satoru Gojo's room, two figures had their ears eagerly pressed