Erika glanced sharply at the other women, offering them a confident grin as she hooked around Ryuji's arm. He didn't recoil, placing his palm on her back and pulling her against his chest. He then gazed down at her with a peaceful expression.
"To what do I own the pleasure, Ms Erika?"
"Why are you asking a stupid question, Ryuji?" Her tone returned to the girl he first met in the throne room. Worried about her friends and whether they would survive. It was a huge difference compared to the woman who fought in several massive battles and faced death multiple times.
"Well, you rarely act so enthusiastic outside the bedroom."
"Idiot!?" She poked his cheek with her fingertip, the ring sparkling on her finger. "You can't say things like that, I don't permit it!"
Ryuji lifted her back and placed his head against hers. "Oh, and what will you do?"
