''There!'' Azura finished writing her paper with a giggle. She tiptoed and put the paper on one of the branches.
The paper said [Baby]
She giggled and looked at Ichiro, who was pale like he had seen a ghost.
''Hmph.'' Azura pouted and crossed her arms with displeasure, ''One day…''
''Haha…'' Ichiro wiped his sweat and put his own paper next to Azura's paper.
[General]
''Hmm, what is that supposed to mean?'' Azura raised an eyebrow.
''I hope I will reach Martial General next year,'' Ichiro said with a slight praying posture.
''You stupid!'' Azura shouted with disbelief, ''That was supposed to be something about you and me!''
''Well…'' Ichiro innocently smiled and tried to save the situation, ''I wish you were there when I reached it…?''
Azura's face was a complete poker face with no emotion in her eyes.
''Ahem.'' Ichiro coughed and ripped the paper in half, ''I-I will write a new one.''
