"Who is that lucky boy?! Tell me!"
Matthew stared at the oblivious Jean dead in the eyes, and he opened his mouth, "The one that I've been in love with for a long time is…."
Before Matthew could mention Young Master Jean's name, a ball of light suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. It expanded until it was a human's size, then Saint Raphael emerged from the light. He stood in front of his Fiancee, Jean.
"Angel!" Jean chirped happily.
He smiled at Jean and caressed his hair, "I see that you've passed the test. I know that you can do it, of course."
"Hehe, of course, I can pass it easily!" Jean said. He enjoyed getting caressed by his fiancee, Saint Raphael.
Meanwhile, Matthew was staring at them silently. He clenched his fist, knowing that his moment had been stolen by someone else, but this one, he couldn't do anything. Because Saint Raphael was the official fiancee of Jean, and he was also the Saint.
