Seikatu tensed and sat beside me, leaving his seat on the chair with a worried and sorry expression. His hands made their way to mine and held it gently. I remain looking at him seriously. “Zyosei, I'm—” I chuckled, stopping him. “You don't have to be sorry.” I leaned my head to his chest. “It's fine. I'm planning to tell them anyway if things just flow like planned.” I felt his relief as he kissed my temple. We stayed like that for who knows how many minutes until the door opened. “Now, look at that.” my father blurted out as he stared at us. Mom smiled at us adorably while dad had his lips twitched. I moved my head away from Seikatu knowing what he wants to do. He stood and bowed his head to my parents. My dad smirked at me. “How are you feeling, princess?” He placed a bag full

