Shiro put the script in his hand aside, and looked up ahead once again. This time, his eyes changed into something completely different. Right now, the devotion, obedience in his eyes was replaced with adoration. His eyes reflected so much affection on them that it felt like he was looking at a person who he loved dearly. As if he was looking at the most beautiful and delicate flower in a garden, and he was lucky to witness such beauty all to himself. He walked up towards Airi in slow steps, and stopped just inches away from her. His tall figure was so up close that she had to tilt her head up to meet his eyes. It felt a little uncomfortable, even to a girl who was herself on the taller side. Yet, she couldn't break off from those dark eyes filled with emotion. So she kept looking straight at those eyes.