Ignore the aunties, ignore. They’re the source of irritation.
Now I just have to immerse myself in the happiness between us two.
Intense, intense happiness… It’s a fleeting once in a lifetime occasion.
The cobblestone paving is continuing far away. At a glance it’s endless.
No, it doesn’t mean it actually goes that far…
I sensed a sweet smell. It’s somehow mellow and stimulates my appetite…
There’s a crepe shop ahead of us. Ah, that’s it.
Crepes. I haven’t eaten them for a while. What should I do?
Calcilast-sama may have guessed I have the appetite for them, so he said.
“Marikana likes crepes, right?”
Bound Pleasures 
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