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"Fukaeri!"

Fujiwara Reya called out.

Kasahara Fumi stood at the guest room door looking at him.

"Good morning, dear officer!" Fujiwara Reya blew a kiss.

Kasahara Fumi's clear gaze flickered: "Did Miki have enough to eat?"

"What?"

Fujiwara Reya doubted he heard right.

"Bang!"

Kasahara Fumi mercilessly shut the door and left.

Did Miki brag about last night's events to her... Fujiwara Reya followed up in confusion.

The buffet was in the lobby on the first floor, at a little past eight in the morning, with a poster for the evening's masquerade ball at the entrance.

Attendants with bow ties elegantly shuttled around.

"Why did you suddenly ask if Miki was full?" Fujiwara Reya pursued the question.

Kasahara Fumi went to the table to get a plate and fork, glanced back at him: "She said she went out to buy food last night, and was gone all night. Ate all night, she should be very full, right?"

"...You should eat your fill too." Fujiwara Reya lowered his head and placed a large, thoroughly cooked shrimp on her plate.

Kasahara Fumi gave him a 'not in the mood to talk to you' look.

With a full plate of food, she went to a table by the window to enjoy her meal. Outside, the azure sea basked under the soft, warm sea breeze, gently swaying her orange locks.

"It's delicious." Fujiwara Reya praised.

After speaking, he took another bite of beef with his fork and knife, muttering something like "It's great to have breakfast with Fukaeri."

Kasahara Fumi shrugged as if she were bored.

Although it's autumn, the sea breeze gently caressing their faces was as soft and warm as a spring wind.

"How far are you from the Demon King?" she asked while eating shrimp.

"Just a step away, perhaps this time I'll meet a powerful opponent, and a fight might do it."

"Do it quickly." Kasahara Fumi reached for a champagne glass, casually sweeping her gaze over the ship's passengers, "Most people on the ship are ordinary. If a conflict arises, our primary task is to ensure their safety."

"You're the boss, I'll listen to whatever you say." Fujiwara Reya clinked glasses with her.

They each sipped a bit of champagne.

Fujiwara Reya thought for a moment, picked up a plump crab leg, pulling out the crab meat as he said: "I met two interesting people last night."

"Who?" Kasahara Fumi tilted her beautiful neck to look out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Land had long disappeared, the blue sea stretching towards the line where the water met the sky, the autumn morning was bright and dazzling. Two white seabirds glided from east to west. Nearby, a broadcast in the Kansai dialect was quickly reading the news.

"Before I answer who they are," Fujiwara Reya held up the peeled crab leg, "can I feed you this once?"

Kasahara Fumi turned back, looked at him helplessly for a moment, then opened her small mouth.

Her teeth were white and neat, her tongue tip pink.

"This is a husband caring for his wife, isn't it touching?" Saying so, Fujiwara Reya stuffed the crab leg into her mouth.

Kasahara Fumi bit the crab leg, leaning back slightly to distance herself from him.

Her expression was disdainful, but it didn't stop her from feeling delighted at tasting the delicious crab meat.

"And this." Fujiwara Reya split open the large Echizen crab shell from Fukui Prefecture, scooping a spoonful of rich crab roe, signaling with his eyes for her to open her mouth again.

Kasahara Fumi sighed with a headache, reluctantly opening her mouth once more.

After feeding her a bite, Fujiwara Reya scooped a second spoonful of crab roe and ate it himself.

Kasahara Fumi raised her eyes slightly, conveying the question "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"We're married, what's wrong with an indirect kiss?" Fujiwara Reya said while looking at her.

Kasahara Fumi rolled her eyes at him: "Who are those two people?"

"My two mothers-in-law." Fujiwara Reya answered.

Kasahara Fumi instinctively shifted her gaze, searching the nearby crowd.

After the news broadcast, a lingering piano tune played, and flowers decorating the table swayed in the sea breeze. Not seeing the sight of the two chairpersons, she turned her gaze back to Fujiwara Reya.

"Also, Asuka and Rinko came too." Fujiwara Reya continued.

Kasahara Fumi quickly lowered her head.

After a long while, she sighed a long sigh, as long as a wind blowing to the world's end.

"Why are you telling me this?" she asked.

"Initially, I didn't want to say it, because it would disturb our honeymoon. But after last night's events, I have a new understanding."

"What is it?"

Fujiwara Reya smiled, reaching out to hold the back of her hand resting on the table.

Soft and warm, smooth and delicate, wanting to hold on forever.

Kasahara Fumi frowned coldly, preparing to pull away.

"If you use demonic power, I'll call Xiangxiang immediately." Fujiwara Reya pressed her hand and said.

"...You're threatening me!" Kasahara Fumi raised her foot, stomping hard on his foot.

Fujiwara Reya endured the pain: "After returning from Minami-Izu, my relationship with Chairman Hoshimi became a bit cold, and she even had thoughts of not letting me be with Rinko."

"You deserved it!"

Kasahara Fumi let out a deep breath, probably fearing her mother might suddenly appear, she covered the lower half of her face with both hands while listening to him.

"But after last night, our relationship is back to how it was."

Kasahara Fumi slightly spread her fingers, asking with her eyes through the gaps why.

"Because I was honest with her." Fujiwara Reya said honestly.

Kasahara Fumi was stunned, dumbfounded: "You really are bold..."

"It's alright, I was right." Fujiwara Reya withdrew his hand, "Therefore, I realized one thing. The reason why Chairman Hoshimi became cold to me was that my relationship with your mother was too good."