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“Did you like them?”
Hrist, while wearing her polite and charming smile asked.
“Of course!”
Kojiro exclaimed with a broad grin accompanying his lips.
Hrist smiled even wider, almost giggling, while staring at the bouquet of yellow petalled flowers in the mortal’s arm that she just handed as a gift.
The swordsman chuckled when the demigod suddenly pulled him for a hug; Hrist’s purple hair perfectly curtained Kojiro’s frame, while the mortal just gently tapped the demigod’s back as a respond.
Hrist’s emerald eyes softened upon feeling the mortal’s warmth, her usual braided hair now cascaded flawlessly from her shoulders to Kojiro’s body, highlighting her natural beauty as a demigod.
It’s a beautiful scenery, at least, from Poseidon’s point of view who’s silently watching them from the balcony of his palace.
“Poseidon-sama?”
Proteus’ voice caught the tyrant’s attention.
Poseidon’s deep ocean eyes bore at the red rose in his servant’s hands for a moment before looking back at the two figures who are now chuckling at each other.
“I don’t need it anymore; you can do whatever you like with it.”
Poseidon plainly stated, making Proteus to give him a surprised look but immediately returned to his neutral expression before bowing his way out of the chamber; not even questioning anything, not that Proteus has the right to.
The God of sea glanced at Kojiro for one last time before deciding to return to the place where he belongs, to the place where he should be: to the ocean.
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