After the meal, Anna spoke to Rein with a slightly shy expression, "Rein, can you come to the room for a moment?"
Having spent a day at Rein's home, Anna still felt somewhat uneasy—not because Rein's family treated her badly, but because... they were too enthusiastic.
The two made their way to a room on the second floor.
"Rein, I... I want to go back to my own home," Anna said, lowering her head with her fingers interlocked tightly, clutching the hem of her skirt.
For some reason, although Rein was her savior, every time she faced him, Anna always felt a bit nervous, and her heart would pound fiercely.
"That's... probably not a good idea," Rein shook his head and declined.
"Ah?! This... why... why not?" Anna looked at Rein with a puzzled and surprised expression, her mind a tangle of confusion. This response was not what she had expected at all. Could it be that...
While the girl's thoughts fluttered, Rein spoke with a serious expression:
