‘Demanding…’ He should have been annoyed. He wasn’t.

When had anyone wanted his attention this much?

…

That thought Reigen had been trying to hold so tightly onto was fading.

“I don’t usually do this standing up…” Regardless, his feet were moving forward on his own. Face to face, they were suddenly very close. The scent of something—plum blossom? It was her scent. There was a warmth on his face. Her breath. Reigen swallowed and gestured for her to turn around.