Suddenly, I wanted to imagine how last night could have turned out if instead of just lightly caressing his head I had done as I liked and pulled him to my mouth even if it's wrong.
"... If I had bitten his cheek… haha… he would have killed me," I muttered excitedly, opening my eyes to watch this hand that behaved last night.
"Thank you for your help, Sir."
Huh?? Hearing her voice so clearly, I sat up.
The memory threw me off a lot. Why did her image come to mind at a time like this? And what's more… "W-why did I get excited by that?"
Feeling my lower half acting funny, I covered my mouth, utterly shocked. Am I losing my mind? This isn't right...
"Sir, the chairman is here," Eva announced from outside, I must have missed her knock, but little did it matter because without waiting for my reply, Gramps waltzed in without a care.
