Daiki was like a papa bear as he led Akira into the house. He took her to the living room and ordered Maria to bring a fur jacket and a comforter for her. He made sure she was well covered and then asked for a mug of warm milk.
Akira was speechless as she put aside the comforter. The house already had a central heater. If she was bundled up like that, she would probably overheat. And then, it would be awkward to take her to the hospital for getting heat exhaustion in cold weather.
Taiki was silent. He observed the home and the people as he savoured the cup of tea in his hands with his usual cool and calm. He was particularly fascinated by the behaviour of the woman who seemed to be Akira's mother. He had never seen this type of shameless person before.
No, he had.
