A flush spread across Kata's cheeks, her face turning slightly red as she found herself confronted with this unexpected and intense gesture. The surprise was clearly evident in her eyes as she tried to grasp the depth of Castiel's words and actions.
It was clear that the situation had caught her off guard, especially because, despite having received marriage proposals before, none of them compared to the intimacy and sincerity of this moment.
The deep gaze into her eyes, the way Castiel held her hands, and the words he shared were a unique combination that left Kata in a state of vulnerability and fascination.
— Uh! Ah! Eh! Wha-wha-what are you talking about? I, I, I, I don't know you. Who are you? What are you, th-th-thinking of do-do-doing?
As Kata's words flowed, Castiel's face seemed to move closer to hers, as if drawn by her voice and presence. The proximity between them gradually increased, creating an atmosphere charged with anticipation and tension.
— Don't say anything more. Just feel.
— What?
The scene unfolded with overwhelming intensity as Castiel's lips neared Kata's. The surprise and shock were evident on her face as she tried to pull away, but Castiel's firm hold on her waist pulled her closer, making escape impossible.
The kiss happened in an instant, a moment of connection that transcended words and delved into the depths of the characters' emotions. Castiel's lips met Kata's with passion, and she felt his tongue meet hers, deepening the kiss even further.
Kata was in a state of shock and desperation, conflicting emotions enveloping her as she struggled to break free. However, Castiel's firmness and passion kept her captive, rendering any attempt to escape futile.
Good heavens. This old scoundrel. Nana watched the scene from a distance, her eyes fixed on the intensity of the moment between Kata and Castiel.
Those nearby were equally surprised, their widened eyes and stunned expressions reflecting their disbelief at the unfolding scene. Even they couldn't believe what they were witnessing, as if they were observing something extraordinary and completely unexpected.
Kata pulled away from Castiel, their lips parting, and she felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. Her eyes lowered momentarily, unable to sustain eye contact after that unexpected and passionate kiss.
— W-w-what did you do?
— I love you. Will you marry me?
— What! Are you crazy?
— Yes, from now on, I'm madly in love with the stunning woman who's blinded my eyes.
— What?! Roma, Kina. Who is he?
— Boss. We don't even know.
— Seriously?
— Yes, very serious, my love.
Kata maintained her gaze on Castiel for a brief moment, her tumultuous emotions reflected in her eyes. Then, she turned her back to him, allowing herself a moment of composure as she took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh. The intense emotions from the previous moment still reverberated within her, and she needed a moment to process everything that was happening.
As she regained her composure and self-confidence, Kata closed her eyes briefly, focusing on her own sensations and thoughts. She was evaluating her emotions, her reactions, and the implications of what had transpired between her and Castiel.
Finally, when she felt more centered and calm, Kata turned her attention back to Castiel. Her gaze was now determined and firm, her posture indicating that she was ready to face whatever came next. It was as if she had regained her inner strength and was prepared to deal with the consequences of that moment.
— Tell me. Who are you?
— I am the love of your life.
Castiel remained still, his gaze unwaveringly focused on Kata. His eyes didn't waver from her, reflecting the intensity of his emotions and the connection they had shared through the kiss.
— I meant your name, your role.
— Uhm, that.
— Yes.
— I think you won't like it, but don't worry. Love overcomes barriers.
— And?
Kata was no longer as surprised by Castiel's words and actions.
— I like the way you look at me with that suspicious gaze.
— And?
— I love you?
— And?
— I...
— And?
— Let me fini...
— And?
— Alright. Alright. Alright. I'll tell you.
Castiel stood up with a determined posture, his gaze fixed on Kata, who remained seated on the ground. A golden glow began to emanate from his hand, a magical phenomenon that seemed to envelop him in a luminous and mysterious halo.
— I am Castiel. The chief, the greatest, the strongest man in the city. — Castiel said, firing blasts from his hands, demonstrating that he's badass.
The statement resonated through the air, accompanied by the impressive display of power. The blasts erupted from his hands with overwhelming intensity, illuminating the surrounding area and making it clear to everyone present that he was truly exceptional.
— What?!
Kata rose with determination, her eyes scanning the surroundings as she positioned herself in front of her students. Her stance was defensive, a reflection of her heightened awareness and her willingness to protect those under her care.
She maintained a vigilant gaze, cautiously analyzing every movement and detail around her. Her senses were alert, ready to react to any sign of danger or threat that might arise. She was determined to ensure the safety of her students and to lead them in the best possible way through the challenging situation.
— What do you want?
— I want you to be wearing a white dress and saying "yes" at our wedding.
— I can't believe it!
— Ah! It seems that old woman must have filled all of your minds with wrong information about me. Nita, please explain who I really am.
— Yes, master.
Nita? Wait, I don't know any Nita in our clan. Who could she be?
— Chief Kata. Master Castiel is truly a good man. Thanks to him, I was able to develop an affinity for fire and awakened my abilities. He rescued me from a cruel fate in the clan.
— That's right. Keep talking, Nita.
— Even though he's an incurable pervert.
— Nita?
— He is a good man who wouldn't force you to do anything against your will, even though I have to sleep with him due to his worldly desires of changing the world, a pretext he imposed on himself to have free rein and sleep with all the women within his reach.
— What? Seriously?
— Yes. The Master is a good man.
'Clearly, he's not.'
— Marry him, please?
— No!
'Nita, you've messed up everything.'
Externally, Castiel maintained a serene and motionless expression, but internally, an emotional tempest was unfolding. As Nita spoke about him, her words touched a sensitive chord in his heart, causing unseen tears to stream down his cheeks.