To her surprise, he suddenly flicked her forehead. "You really do have to be more careful. Next time I'll attack you."
Before she could reply, though, she spotted a group of men clad in white clothes. "Ah, guess there here to get me."
"Get you?"
Sumire nodded. "Yeah." She pointed to the change of clothes in her bag.
"I see another souriee. You have to keep on keeping appearances."
Sumire chuckled. "It doesn't fit your personality, right?"
"You got that right."
Only after he said those words did she notice him hold her hand again as they walked across the ocean. They were pretty far away, huh. Even so, his hand it's different from the time they came before.
He was holding her wrist then, and now it's her hand. No matter how close they got to each other then he ensured that there was a distance. But now that's different; he's firmly holding on to her hand like he doesn't want to let her go.
