Afternoon sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the office, spreading a warm patch of light across the floor.
Carina nestled in Boer's arms and tilted her head up, her pale blue fox eyes brimming with curiosity. She pressed closer against him, as though she wished she could embed herself entirely in his body.
"Hey, hey, Boer-" Her voice was soft and sweet, with a wheedling nasal lilt. "Can you really raise a continent?"
She paused and frowned, seemingly struggling to understand the concept:
"I know there are legendary powerhouses in this world who can destroy islands, but... creating land is just too outrageous, isn't it?"
Perhaps because of her Zoan Devil Fruit, Carina really did behave like a clingy little fox.
While her earlier approaches to Boer had been cautious and tentative, after eating the fruit, she seemed to truly regard him as her "mate"-always wanting to cling to him, always wanting to press against him, always wanting to feel his warmth and presence.
She was simply the polar opposite of the calm, rational Miss Robin.
Boer wrapped both arms around her, lowered his head, and gently touched his forehead to hers.
At that moment, a peculiar, refreshing fragrance naturally drifted from Carina in her fox-human form. It was not perfume, but her own scent, mingling the freshness of ice and snow with a young woman's sweetness, refreshing the senses.
As Carina felt Boer's warm breath against her face, her eyes began to grow hazy.
"Then..." Her voice sounded a little dreamy, as though she had slipped into some reverie. "Then could you take Carina to have a look?"
As soon as she finished, she hurriedly covered her face with both hands and peeked at him through her fingers.
"Could you... please?" Her muffled voice came through her fingers.