Ch. 4: This, You Take!

The next morning…-

I was awoken by the chirping of a songbird.

(I can hear voices from outside…)

I could hear children laughing, and Randa’s laugh joined in.

Getting myself up, I went outside.

Randa: “OO, you awake.”

Spotting me, Randa ran over.

The light of morning tinged the outline of his strong body.

Randa: “This! For you! Take!”

Saying as much, Randa handed me a coronet of white flowers.

The small, white flower petals swayed in his hands.

OO: “They’re so cute…thank you!”

I carefully took the flower coronet from his hands.

Following, Randa smiled in delight.

Randa: “Took! It decided!”

OO: “Eh?”

Randa: “You, my bride!”

(…!?)

He wrapped his long arms around my back, pulling me in close, then gave me a sparkling smile.

Ch. 5: Symbol of Wife!

Randa: “You, my bride!”

Randa held me tightly with his powerful arms.

My heart started pounding loudly.

OO: “U-um…Randa?”

Randa: “What taking flower mean!”

OO: “What it means?”

Randa: “Symbol of proposal!”

OO: “Eh!?”

Randa: “You take it!”

(I-it had that kind of meaning…)

Confused, I looked down at the white flowers I had taken.

At that time…-

OO: “…!”

Randa moved his face in close and our noses touched.

Randa: “No?”

OO: “That’s…we’ve only just met and all.”

Randa: “OO!”

His serious eyes pierced right through me.

My heart started pounding even louder.

OO: “Randa…”

Randa moved his face even closer and I reflexively drew back.

OO: “W-wait!”

Randa: “What?” 

OO: “C-can you give me a little time?”

Randa: “Time?”

OO: “We still don’t know each other that well. I’d like you to know more about me. How about we spend more time together, a-and then we can think about marriage?”

Randa: “…”

Randa stared at me.

Then…-

Randa: “OK!!”

He responded with a smile as bright as the sun.

OO: “Thank you.”

Randa: “You know me! After, you be wife!”

(…I wonder if he actually gets it.)

Randa: “It promise!”

I felt a brief moment of relief when…-

Suddenly, Randa’s face came in closer and I felt something soft on my forehead.

OO: “…!”

(That was…)

In a panic, I checked my forehead.

The sensation still lingered.

(A kiss…?)

Randa: “Symbol of wife!”

Randa grinned and once again moved in close.

OO: “…!”

He grabbed my hand as I moved it to cover my forehead.

Then, after he moved my hand away, he kissed my forehead again.

Randa: “Symbol!”

His smile was like the sun.

As that smile shone on me, I felt my heart leap as my chest heated up. 

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