The Bet

He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. “You know, that kiss in the bath was as sweet as this frappuccino. Maybe even sweeter.”

He set the snacks and coffee on her desk and turned to her with a smirk. “That’s right. I’m not just a pretty face, you know. I happen to be an expert in… well, everything.”

She hated being an inprisoned princess. Moreover, his sassiness angered her, but the girl decided to abandon military actions, which did not help her gain freedom during these two years. The Invincible King had to be played cunningly. “I will give you an heir!” she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind, and then she got surprised at her impulsive statement, covering her mouth with her palm. “I’ll be waiting impatiently,” Midori said meaningfully. The game had begun.

“But I should warn you—Tachibana-kun has a very… particular taste in coffee. She only drinks the finest blends, and I happen to know all her favorite spots. Isn’t that right, Tachibana-kun?” Or a story where Midori got jealous.

He set the snacks and coffee on her desk and turned to her with a smirk. “That’s right. I’m not just a pretty face, you know. I happen to be an expert in… well, everything.”

He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. “You know, that kiss in the bath was as sweet as this frappuccino. Maybe even sweeter.”