"Okay, Lilith, you…"
"Lathel!" Suddenly, Lilith shouted, startling Lathel: "Kiss me..."
Lathel: "…"
"Stop causing trouble for me… I… ack!" Lathel had to stop while speaking because her hands were holding his face tightly.
They looked into each other's eyes, their faces less than 10 cm apart. Lathel could also clearly feel her warm breath on his face.
"Don't you want to kiss me?" Lilith asked seriously.
She was so serious that it made him start to worry and feel embarrassed because he seemed to be using her as a tool.
"This…"
"Ah! I know."
"Hmm?!"
"You… like women who take the initiative, right?"
Lathel: "…"
"Hehehe… I know." Lilith smiled and said: "So… you will be the princess, and I will be the prince. I will…"
"You… um…"
Before Lathel could say anything, Lilith's lips touched his.
