"Crunch."

The old wooden door was pushed open, making a slight creaking sound due to the wear and tear on the hinges.

The person dressed in luxurious clothes slowed down and tiptoed in as if committing a thief, heading straight for the boy on the bed.

Perhaps because he had experienced too much last night, there were faint dark circles under Willy's eyes. After hearing the approaching footsteps, he slightly lifted his eyelids, then closed them again after seeing who it was.

Kii Kanade looked down at him, her fair cheeks pressed together, making her look exceptionally...intimate.

But he didn't move. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and quietly watched the boy fall into a deep sleep again, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.

Only then did he finally lean down and get close to Vili, until their breaths mingled. He reached out, his warm fingertips tracing and caressing Vili's soft cheek.

In his sleep, Willy gently furrowed his handsome eyebrows and shook his head, trying to get rid of the disturbance, but the next second his chin was pinched and a gentle kiss landed on him.

Instantly separate.

Like falling cherry blossom petals, they were blown off my shoulder by the wind before I could even react.

Kii Kanade closed her eyes, suppressing the urge to push her luck. Looking at the boy sleeping soundly, she instead whispered a complaint, pretending to be the villain:

"Honestly, how can they be so careless?"

As he said this, his eyes were filled with overflowing affection.

Kii Kanade couldn't help but reach out and run her fingers through Vili's soft hair, gently combing it again and again.

Until he inadvertently brushed aside the boy's hair and saw the glaring red marks on the side of his snow-white neck.