“I’m not displeased that you spoke to the jaseli,” Takeru said. “I’m displeased that you acted alone.” “I said I was sorry. I’ll obey you next time.” “Obey me? Misaki, that’s not what I…” Takeru let out an agitated huff, and even in the dead of winter, his breath was so frozen that it misted and sank in the darkness. “You what?” Misaki prompted when the tension had stretched too thin between them. “I would like you to be honest with me and to trust me to protect you.” “I do trust you,” she said earnestly. “I’m sorry.” “That was a dangerous thing for you to do. What if you had been found out?”