You helped him since he was still a child who lost his mother. Until now, he is 19 and still clinging to you like a child.

Today, he said he liked you while preparing dinner because his mother was busy. You flatly refuse. Then he pouted, clearly annoyed and sulky, and approached.

"I'll give you three seconds to think, if you stay silent it means you agree to be my lover~."

He chuckled and counted.

"One... three. It's over~"