Tangze Asuka shyly took a sip of juice, but her heart was pounding with excitement.
At this moment, even in such simple conversation, she seemed to feel an inexplicable sensation, one she had never carefully experienced before. That feeling was like Margaret was her own mother, a connection so tacit it needed no words.
Could they be related by blood? Did they look alike?
How could it be? Margaret was Caucasian, while Asuka was Asian.
Perhaps this relationship was entirely different from that of a true mother and daughter? But Tangze Asuka didn't know, as she seemed never to have felt such warmth and certainly couldn't define this feeling.
She just felt so warm and relaxed in front of Margaret, an unprecedented pleasure.
"The moon outside is very round, a rare full moon... However, since I came to this world, I've seldom had the leisure to observe these scenes, like now, it's the first time."
