Scarlett stared at him.
Amon grinned.
"If my woman looks beautiful, I'm happy. It's very simple. "
A faint blush appeared across her cheeks.
"You..."
Scarlett sighed and turned away.
"Sometimes you say surprisingly sweet things."
"Sometimes?"
"Don't ruin it."
Amon laughed. After paying for everything, the two left the shop carrying several bags.
Scarlett immediately reached for half of them.
"Give me those."
"I can carry them."
"So can I."
"I know."
Amon handed her two bags before taking her free hand. Scarlett looked down at their intertwined fingers.
She put those bags in her storage ring. He saw and felt like idiot and put remaining in his storage ring.
A small smile appeared on her lips.
"Where next?"
Amon looked toward the crowded street.
"You wanted food."
Scarlett's eyes brightened.
"Right!"
She immediately began pulling him toward the stalls.
"Slow down."
"No. Not today!! It's my sweet date."
"Scarlett!"
