After their deep kiss, Ramuja smiled at Aster and then hugged him again, he whispered, "I also want to be an egoist, you are mine, and I'm yours only."
Ramuja fell on his back, still hugging his master. The winter rain was freezing cold, as this might be the last rain before snowfall. But Aster didn't seem to mind, instead, he was more scared that Ramuja might die out of exhaustion.
Irion saw the whole scene, He ran to help Young Lord and this servant. But when he got near, he clenched his chest, not because of jealousy. But because he finally saw the golden eyes of Young Lord. Young Lord's eyes had turned pure golden and it shone even in this heavy rain.
'It's so gentle, his golden eyes are very gentle and warm, unlike other golden bloods.'
"Irion, help me!" Aster panicked, Ramuja didn't move at all.
