[Andrew Alex's perspective.]
I sat on the sofa, relaxed.
The setting sun shone on the floor through the French windows, forming mottled light and shadow. Outside was a blue lake. Looking into the distance, it was a carefully trimmed art garden with various patterns. Looking at Yuna, who was blushing in front of the window, I was in a great mood.
"The butler has already brought you around the manor this afternoon?"
"Yes."
I was dissatisfied with her standing so far away. "Come, sit here."
I used my hand to brush her soft golden hair and sniffed the girl's fresh breath. I felt that she had clearly stiffened in my arms. I sighed in my heart as I thought of what Glen had said. Be gentle and be a gentleman. I let go of her hand and gave her some space.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with this house? If you need anything else, let me know."
"Sir, I..."
I raised my eyebrows, and she quickly changed her words.
