When Lucia finally stopped kissing Taira, an expression like that of a drunk woman could be seen on her face.
"T-That felt a lot better than I thought it would… Ah, right!"
Not letting herself be swept away in the moment, Lucia shook her head firmly before she recited the speech she had been practicing for a week.
"Right then… I love you, Taira. I know that you probably already knew that since I may not have been the most subtle, but… I don't want to do that anymore."
Lucia brought her face closer and closer to Taira's, and he believed that she was going to kiss him again.
He was trying to expel her poison out of his system as fast as he could, but he was still going to need a few minutes at most.
However, Lucia did not kiss him as he had expected her to.
Instead she spoke to him softly and in a voice filled with desire, while stroking his face like a maiden who was madly in love.
Taira had begun to feel conflicted.
