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It starts with a kiss.
(Kamisato Ayato’s first kiss to be precise.)
The man he propositions is easy on the eyes—tousled blond hair, sun-kissed skin, and a grin that draws in men and women alike. He’s a smooth talker, a heartbreaker.
The clan elders would surely disapprove.
Perfect.
“Excuse me—”
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“Like this?” the man asks.
Up close, Ayato notices the faint dusting of freckles across the man’s nose. He’s an inch or two taller, a fair bit wider, and his hand is warm on the small of Ayato’s back. “Yes, excellent.”
“That’s, uh, good.” He chuckles. “Ready whenever you are then.”
As far as staged kisses go, it isn’t a bad kiss. Their noses bump, but the hand cradling the back of Ayato’s head gently guides him until their lips slot together. It’s chaste—sweet, almost, and then it ends.
Ayato thanks the man for his assistance, retrieves his phone from the passerby he flagged down to capture the moment, and books the next flight back to Inazuma.
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DAILY INAZUMA
EXCLUSIVE: KAMISATO AYATO’S FOREIGN AFFAIR