"It's alright, I won't hold it against you this time," Minamoto Tamako wished she could kick him in the stomach, her fair little feet twisting around under the blanket, nudging Fushimi Roku back and forth: "Just use it, okay? I've already used my Redemption Voucher, why aren't you using the grand prize!"
"Do you want a kiss?" Fushimi Roku countered.
Minamoto Tamako didn't speak, her foot arched up slightly, nodding gently.
Fushimi Roku could feel her nodding, and immediately understood her little scheme.
This little rascal wants a kiss, wants to destroy the stamp grand prize, and doesn't want anything too intense happening tonight.
Hmph, where in the world do such nice things happen?
Fushimi Roku did not debunk Tamako's little plan, he couldn't hide his smile, luckily the room was dark, and Tamako probably couldn't see his expression: "Then beg me."
"Eh?" Tamako felt something was off.
