Step by step, Misaki made her way up the staircase. At first, it was no problem until she reached the eightieth step. This was when a great weight of pressure weighed down on her. But Misaki kept her back ramrod straight and kept Qian Yan snuggly tucked away in her arms. "Mitsu..."
Qian Yan's worried voice filled Misaki's ears. She looked down and smiled at her. "Yan'er, I'm fine. Like I said, this is my way of showing how much devotion I have for you. If I do not make it to the top, it would be the same as me saying, my devotion only goes this far before I leave you behind. And that is something I will never allow!"
