"Good heavens, is this really our icy, pure Pavilion Master? How has she become like a little girl?"
The maid, hiding in the shadows, gently supported her forehead. Her face was flushed, and she was breaking into a sweat. Just moments ago, she had been pleading with her Pavilion Master not to act so girlishly, yet no more than a few breaths after that conversation, the moment the Pavilion Master saw her Senior Brother, she had spoken so bluntly.
Well, fine. This is love, after all. It cannot be helped.
Chapter 243