Chapter 8:
Death at our First Fall
Rasuvi: H-hey Suzu...
Suzu: ...?
Rasuvi: I know this may sound double as awkward,but....will you,perhaps,marry me?
Suzu: Rasuvi,I thought you would never ask....
Of course I will marry you,you sweet little cinnamon bun! *pats Rasuvi on the head cutely*
Rasuvi: *blushing* This feels really nice...
Suzu: Hey,Rasuvi? Don't mean to interrupt your cute face,but we still have a mission to do.
Rasuvi: *embarrassed* Oh,sorry...
Suzu: Hey,theres no need to apologize! I know you are worried right now,but never forget that no matter what,I will not let the enemy lay a finger on you,my precious darling.
Rasuvi: *blushing like mad* Suzu,you havent called me that in ages..I love you so much.
Suzu: I love you more! Also,if you want,we can stay like this for hours before we set off on the mission. I wont rush you,cute little cinnamon bun.
Rasuvi: A-ah...thank you,Suzu.
Suzu: Its no big deal,you precious fluffy goofball! Come here,you deserve a nice long hug!
Rasuvi: You haven't loved me like this in forever.... *hugs Suzu tight*
Suzu: What do you want to eat for dinner? This whole month is on me.
Rasuvi: Are you sure,Suzu? I am more than capable of paying for it myself.
Suzu: Dont worry,you sweetie. It's all on me.
Rasuvi: Well,if you are sure then....please may we have a McDonalds?
Suzu: Of course! No need to ask so politely!
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