The boy felt a way much better once they on the less preppy side of the mansion. Normal side, wasn't the most appropriated due to the way Akako's house always looked, but it was better than the other room.

As they reached the living room and sat on the couch, hakuba brought his entwined hands to his lips and kissed the back of Akako's one.

“The skin is so soft,” he said gently.