Kouhei and Yuuna walked slowly down the dimly lit hallway, their footsteps echoing faintly off the ancient stone walls.
Kouhei had absolutely no clue where they were headed, but Yuuna had only smiled and told him to follow her—so he did, without a second thought.
There was something strangely comforting in just watching her from behind with the way her long, silky hair caught the flickering torchlight, and how the dark fabric of her dress clung gently to her elegant frame.
He simply trailed after the beautiful demonic vampire, Sarushima Yuuna, whose mere presence seemed to make the air feel heavier… and somehow sweeter too.
"Kouhei-kun," Yuuna spoke, her voice breaking through the quiet. It was softer than usual, tinted with something that felt almost wistful. "You know, I would've never imagined something like this happening."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Kouhei asked, glancing at her face, which seemed oddly serious.
