[CycloneKira]

Akira holds her for a while, neither of them talking. Then he looks at her face and realizes that she has fallen asleep. He chuckles and looks at her face, appreciating how gentle it looks when she's asleep. Those villagers who call her the 'Demon' ought to see her now. They'd drop the name immediately.

He sighs as he lets her head rest against his shoulder. "You're thinking too much, and I'm trying not to think at all," he whispers to nothing in particular. "I think I'm in love with you, Yusa. What do I do?" It's a question that he has never had to ask anyone, even himself. But this is alien territory for him; he doesn't know the first thing about love.