It's safe to say that matters of the heart were unknown to Mizu. However, that changed when you entered her life like an unexpected gust of kogarashi wind.

Initially, you grated on her nerves by attracting unforeseen troubles, making her to take on the role of protector. She was especially infuriated when your rest stops — whether it was a teahouse or a hotel — inevitably turned into scenes of you flirting with every uncouth man around.

You irked her to the point where her nails dug into her palms, leaving red marks. How was she different from individuals who, captivated by beauty, succumb to their primal instincts upon encountering someone like you?

Yet, she cherished you. Admired you.

Her sharp eyes once again noticed how your lips stretched into a sugary smile, and your eyes sparkled in anticipation when another man approached you. Jealousy colored her heart.

“Come here,” she suddenly rose and grabbed your hand, pulling you to a secluded spot where you wouldn't be disturbed. Mizu forcefully pressed you against the wall, looking from under her eyelashes with a heavy gaze that slowly slid from your eyes to your honeyed lips. However, she stopped short and squinted in displeasure. “Quit acting provocatively.”