Yoru gently took Rina's hand, intertwining their fingers. Her grip was warm, still trembling slightly from the emotions that had flooded her just moments ago. She looked up at him with flushed cheeks, her expression soft, a little dazed, a little shy. Without saying anything, he smiled and began walking with her toward the bench where the others were waiting.
Jin was leaning back casually, arms spread along the back of the bench like a smug king. Enmei was sitting cross-legged, looking unbothered, and Sayuri had returned with a dramatic huff and was now lounging on the armrest like a cat who pretended she hadn't just fled for her life.
"Ooooh~ here they come," Sayuri teased, nudging Jin.
Yoru sat down first, gently tugging Rina beside him. The moment she sat, a wave of teasing smirks and giggles hit them.
"That was quite a show," Enmei commented with a grin. "You two planning to kiss like that every time you have an argument?"
