”What’s up with that girl with the black hair? The one that doesn’t even help us during fights? Why does the King just let her be?”

”I don’t know. But he never seems mad at her for doing nothing. Heck, I once saw him bringing her food while she was just lying down somewhere.”

”Him?! Willingly doing something for someone?! He never even goes easy on Kakucho!”

Those were the words that reached Izana’s ears when he walked into the base that day after a whole morning of doing absolutely whatever he wanted. He was the King, after all. No one was allowed to tell him what to do.

He chuckled softly as he thought about his Queen. Nobody was allowed to hurt his beloved Shiori. He even ordered all of Tenjiku not to approach her unless she approached them first. Though it seemed to have stirred up some rumors around Tenjiku about her. Whatever, as long as his Queen stays his Queen, he couldn’t care less what those lowly servants think.

Izana paused when he heard some soft guitar sounds coming from a back room in the warehouse. He knew instantly who it was since no one but his beloved was allowed to touch his guitar. He knew that her parents had destroyed her guitar, not approving of her wanting to be a musician, so he told her that she could borrow his guitar anytime she wanted. He also had to admit she looked so good when she was focused on the guitar and not minding anything around her.

“My Queen…” Izana whispered as he walked behind Shiori and wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her hair. He was just slightly taller than her.

Shiori was a college student, with her needing to keep up a “perfect” front. But in Tenjiku, she drops all that. She shows her true self, a cold and emotionless girl. And Izana couldn’t help but find it extremely hot. Hell, she could be covered in the blood of her enemies and he’d still see her as the most perfect thing in existence.

Izana took a moment to inhale her sweet scent. No matter what she has been doing, she’d always smell like a sweet flower.

“Busy day at school…?” He murmured, his eyes sliding shut as he basked in her presence. He and Shiori always had to be careful. Her parents wouldn’t approve of their only child and daughter dating a gang leader. So he couldn’t visit her during schooltime. Their only option was to have Shiori sneak into the warehouse at night. Though it wasn’t guaranteed so they had limited time to be together. Not that he minded. As long as he could be near her, he was fine.