It was an evening well spent.
Arin wasn't sure if it was because he was in the capital of the Great Empire, where the festive mood seemed to envelop everything, or if it was simply because Ragna was with him.
Romance wasn't something Arin had ever experienced in his past life.
In his childhood, he had a good friend named Lily who lived in his neighborhood.
They were so close that everyone teased they would end up together when they grew older.
But tragedy struck, and even Lily turned her back on him, following in her parents' footsteps. Her eyes held no regret or longing, only contempt.
After that, Arin never had the luxury of falling in love on the streets where he grew up.
There were a few girls who passed through his life, but none of those encounters were born out of love.
Eventually, he decided to follow in the footsteps of his boss—become rich and powerful, and like his boss, marry a beautiful model.
