"It is a good start, I may not be well versed I'm romantically relations but at least I know it is genuine."
Azmakul, clearly observing her strange actions with a faint smile on his face, said.
"How... Is it genuine?"
Unaware of the reason of her fondness, frantically wondering what it was and clearly losing herself, forgetting how to think clearly and trying to hide the blush on her face was genuine?
She didn't understand.
Fortunately, Azmakul was kinda enough to tell her quickly, instead of delaying like usual. A strange habit.
"When the heart is infatuated, the mind becomes muddled. Unable to think, I've seen this happen many times in my long life."
Hearing that, she abruptly raised her head, giving him a look, and asked.
"What about experienced?"
"Don't push your luck."
"... Alright."
"My circumstances were not the same as yours. An era of peace has it's pro's and con's. Frankly, I abhore this kind of thing."
"Did you get rejected?"
