Rent a Girlfriend Fanfic: Stepping Out of the Shadows Part II
Chapter 20: The Date Part II
Mami sat next to Umi on the train, the repetitive clatter of the rails providing a solid background for her racing thoughts. The late afternoon sun sent a warm, golden glow through the windows, emphasizing the tension in her posture. She tapped her fingers impatiently on her knee, periodically looking over to Umi, who sat next to her with a phone in hand.
As the train rushed into Inokashira Park, Mami could not shake the seething irritation that was rising beneath her calm appearance. She looked out the window, watching the cityscape fade into a blend of buildings and flora, her thoughts reliving their earlier talk.
Umi had overheard Chizuru discussing a major date with Kazuya, and the revelation struck a shock through Mami. They were now on their way to the park, determined to ruin whatever Chizuru and Kazuya had planned.
"It's nice to work together again," Umi added, breaking the silence. He leaned back in his chair, a cheeky smirk on his lips. "Just like old times, when I pretended to date Chizuru to mess with them."
Mami nodded, her face thoughtful. "Yes, it was effective then, and it will be effective now," she said, her voice full of resolve. "We can't let them have a perfect date."
Umi chuckled, evidently enjoying the excitement of their scheme. "Exactly. We need to be innovative. Disrupt their plans, so they can't enjoy their time together."
Mami's mind was racing with ideas. She felt a stab of jealousy as she imagined the placid beauty of Inokashira Park—the calm lake, the cherry blossom trees, and the couples strolling hand in hand. She could not allow Chizuru and Kazuya have their ideal day.
As the train approached its station, Mami turned to Umi, her eyes sparkling with determination. "Do you know exactly where they're going in the park?"
Umi nodded, glancing at his phone. "I heard they're planning to visit the lake and then walk through the cherry blossom grove. We can easily find them and... create some distractions."
The train arrived at the station, and Mami and Umi rose up, ready to conduct their plan. As they made their way to the exit, Mami's thoughts turned to their previous partnership. Their earlier attempts had successfully sowed conflict between Chizuru and Kazuya, and she was convinced they could repeat the feat.
As they were about to go off the train, a rushing stranger in a cap and shades collided with them, nearly knocking them over. Umi, furious, exclaimed, "Watch where you're going!" But the stranger disregarded them and went on his way.
As they exited the train, they were greeted by the station's lively atmosphere. Mami took a big breath, the fresh air stimulating her senses. She looked at Umi, who was already searching the surroundings, his eyes bright with eagerness.
"Let's go to the park," Mami stated, her voice steely. "We have a lot of work to do."
Umi nodded, and they took off, their steps resounding with resolve. As they strolled through the station and approached the park, Mami could not help but feel a rush of excitement. She was willing to battle for what she wanted, disrupting Chizuru and Kazuya's date, and making it anything but flawless.
As they approached the park's entrance, the tranquil beauty of Inokashira Park unfolded in front of them. The late afternoon light spread a warm glow across the countryside, as the cherry blossoms swayed gently in the air. Mami's resolve hardened. She would not let Chizuru take Kazuya without a battle.
"Ready?" Umi inquired, his eyes shining with anticipation.
Mami nodded, her face stern. "Let's do this."
As Chizuru and Kazuya reached the changing room entrance, she was overcome with apprehensive anticipation. The bathhouse's warm, wooden facade radiated a welcoming charm, but Chizuru's heart was racing. She looked at Kazuya, who was also nervous, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
"It is just a bath. It is just a bath," Chizuru repeated to herself, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "We can handle this. It is not a big deal."
"Okay, I'll go in first to change," Chizuru remarked, her voice quivering slightly despite her efforts to appear nonchalant.
Kazuya nodded, his eyes widening with excitement and dread. "Alright, I'll wait here."
Chizuru entered the changing room and closed the door behind her. She took a long breath, hoping to calm her worries. She swiftly undressed and wrapped herself in a bath towel, enjoying the smooth, warm cloth on her skin. Her cheeks reddened as she considered the next step.
"This is only part of the date, she reminded herself. I need to be confident. It is only a bath."
Chizuru gathered her courage and looked around the door, her cheeks already red. "K-Kazuya-kun, you can come in now," she said, just above a whisper.
Kazuya turned towards her, his eyes widening at the sight of her wrapped in only a towel. He reddened heavily; his feet temporarily frozen to the earth.
"Okay, um, I'm coming," he said, his voice cracking slightly.
Chizuru returned to the changing room, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. She concentrated on breathing steadily as Kazuya entered. The sound of his footsteps made her more conscious of the situation, and she could not help but feel both embarrassed and excited.
"Simply breathe, Chizuru. It is just a bath. You are doing this for a date. To make everything flawless."
When Kazuya eventually emerged from the changing room, wrapped in a towel, Chizuru could not take her eyes away. She observed the subtle definition of his muscles and realized he had toned up significantly. Her gaze fixed on him, nearly to the point of glaring.
"Wow, when did he become so...muscular? She reflected, feeling a flutter of something unfamiliar in her chest. He has really been working out. These arms..."
Chizuru's gaze followed the contours of his biceps down to his toned belly. "He's actually pretty hot, she admitted to herself, feeling a sudden rush of heat on her cheeks. Focus, Chizuru! It is only a bath, right?"
She kept staring at Kazuya, nearly drooling, until he called her name and snapped her out of it. "Chizuru-san?"
She reddened frantically. "Sorry, Kazuya-kun." "You look... really good," she added, trying to break the tension with a hesitant laugh.
Kazuya laughed awkwardly. "Thanks. "You too," he said, meeting her gaze briefly before glancing away. "So, um, should we go in?"
"Y-yeah," Chizuru responded, feeling both embarrassed and excited as she led the way to the bath.
As Chizuru and Kazuya entered the baths, warm steam engulfed them, providing a relaxing atmosphere. The room was filled with the soft sounds of water trickling and the subtle aroma of floral bath oils. Chizuru led Kazuya to the washing area, where they each selected a seat to sit on, facing away from one another to avoid the shame of being so near together while so exposed.
Chizuru attempted to concentrate on cleaning herself completely, but her mind raced. "Okay, Chizuru, this is simply a bath. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. Just behave naturally." She diligently cleaned her arms and legs, attempting to produce conversation starters.
"So, um, Kazuya-kun," she said, her voice echoing slightly in the tiled room. "Have you been to a mixed bathhouse before?"
Kazuya shook his head, but she could not see him. "No, this is a first for me." "It's different, but nice."
Chizuru smiled to herself. "Different, but nice. Just like this entire date," she mused. She felt a surge of determination to make this moment memorable. She wanted to ask Kazuya something more intimate, something that could bring them closer. But the thought made her heart race.
Chizuru looks behind him and notices Kazuya's back stiffened up. "Maybe I could offer to help him relax..." She paused, massaging her cheeks, and taking long breaths. "Come on, Chizuru; you can do it. It is only cleaning his back. Nothing is inappropriate."
She carefully turned around, gathering her courage. "Kazuya," she said quietly, her voice quivering slightly. He turned to look at her, his brow furrowed in interest.
"Yes, Chizuru-san?"
She inhaled deeply, her cheeks burning. "Do you want me to wash your back?" I mean, it is easier to have someone else do it, right?" She flashed him a timid smile, hoping her face was not as flushed as it felt.
Kazuya blinked, obviously astonished by the offer. "Oh, um, sure. "If you do not mind."
Chizuru's heart pounded in her chest as she stood up and grabbed a new towel. She walked over to Kazuya, taking cautious steps. "Just a bath.," she reminded herself.
Kazuya turned his back to her, and she knelt behind him, holding the towel. Chizuru inhaled deeply to regain her composure while Kazuya agreed to her proposal. As she was ready to touch his nude back, she could almost feel her mind racing.
The steam whirling about them increased the intensity of the moment and made the room feel even hotter. 'Chizuru, please calm down. It is only a bath.' She told herself to only wash his back, but her heart was beating too fast for her to hear her.
As she began to scrub Kazuya's back, her hands moved over his skin, feeling the firmness of his muscles. Her mind struggled to stay focused, the intimacy of the moment overwhelming her. 'He is really toned... When did he get so fit?' Her thoughts began to drift towards more inappropriate territory, and she quickly tried to reel them back in. The combination of the hot, steamy room and the sensation of his skin under her hands was becoming too much.
"This feels really good, Chizuru-san," Kazuya said quietly and calmly.
She only nodded, frightened that speaking would reveal her discomfort. She kept her gaze fixed on his back, her fingers moving slowly, but her thoughts were anything but innocent.
'Focus, Chizuru. Just focus on the task. But... his skin is so smooth, and those muscles...' She swallowed hard, feeling a blush creep up her neck and settle in her cheeks.
Every time she thought she had her thoughts under control, another wave of warmth and arousal struck her. She was happy for the steam since it concealed the blush on her face, but she knew she could not keep it up for much longer. Simply finish swiftly.
When she was finished, she handed him the towel, her hands slightly quivering. "All done," she managed to mumble, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kazuya turned to face her; his eyes warm with thanks. "Thank you, Chizuru-san. That felt pretty good."
She flashed him a tight-lipped smile, attempting to preserve her cool. "You're welcome," she said, her voice strained even for her own ears. 'Thank god it is over. I am not sure I could have taken it much longer.'
Chizuru barely had time to process Kazuya's gratitude before he surprised her with his request. "Now it's my turn. Can I wash your back?" he asked, his eyes sincere and full of an earnestness that made her heart flutter.
Her initial reaction was one of shock, her eyes widening as she stared at him. 'He wants to... wash my back?' The thought alone sent a rush of warmth to her cheeks, but she could not bring herself to deny him. After a moment of stunned silence, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "O-Okay."
Mami tapped her foot impatiently on the ground, checking her watch for what seemed like the hundredth time. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the park, creating a peaceful mood in stark contrast to her mounting agitation. Umi, who stood next her, searched the surroundings with a strained face, evidently expressing her frustration.
"They should have been here by now," Umi mumbled, his gaze darting around as if Kazuya and Chizuru might come out of nowhere.
Mami sighed, her irritation boiling over. "Are you sure you heard her right?" she said, her voice tinged with doubt. "Maybe you got the place or the time wrong."
Umi shook his head firmly. "I am sure, Mami-san. This is where they stated they would be. Something must have caused the delay."
Mami rolled her eyes, the peaceful atmosphere of Inokashira Park doing little to alleviate her irritability. She looked around at the families, couples, and joggers enjoying the serene scene, but the quiet rustle of leaves and distant laughter only added to her anxiety. The park was gorgeous, with cherry blossoms swinging in the breeze, but she could not concentrate on anything right now.
"Fine," she huffed, rising quickly. "I am going to get some ice cream. "Do you want some?"
Umi looked up at her, a short smile on his face. "Yes, certainly. Thanks."
Mami approached the ice cream kiosk, her mind racing. 'This was supposed to be straightforward. Get to the park, locate Kazuya and Chizuru, and then... what? Confront them? Create a scene?' She was not sure, but she knew she did not want them to be happy together. The notion of Kazuya smiling at Chizuru in the same way he used to do made her blood boil. She still believed that if she removed Chizuru from the equation, it would work with Kazuya.
Mami could not help but feel a sense of doubt while waiting in line. "What happens if this does not work? What if they do not show up?" She shook her head, unwilling to consider the idea of failure. She had to believe Umi's information was correct.
With two ice cream cones in hand, she returned to the bench, attempting to put her anxieties away. She handed one to Umi and sat next him, the icy treat providing a brief respite from her annoyance.
They ate quietly for a while, the richness of the ice cream contrasted with the bitterness she felt inside. The minutes passed by, each one adding to her frustration.
"Why aren't they here yet?" Mami murmured under her breath, unable to control her frustration.
Umi shrugged, his face tight. "Maybe they were held up. "We just need to be patient."
Mami groaned again, deeper this time. Patient? I have been patient long enough. I just want to see them and remind them that I am still here and will not give up.
After completing their ice cream, they remained seated, their eyes constantly scouring the surroundings for Kazuya or Chizuru. The park's tranquil atmosphere contrasted dramatically with their mounting excitement and impatience.
Chizuru's thoughts raced when Kazuya took a seat behind her. 'I cannot believe this is happening. He is about to touch me...' She could feel the heat rising in her face, and the steam from the bathhouse did nothing to conceal her deepening flush. She took a long breath, trying to calm her anxiety as she sensed Kazuya's presence close behind her.
Chizuru became completely immersed in the feelings as Kazuya's fingertips stroked slowly across her back. His touch was both firm and delicate, sending waves of warmth across her entire body. 'I can't believe how fantastic this feels...' she reflected, her breath seizing in her throat. Each stroke of his hands seemed to relieve another layer of her stress, making her acutely aware of his presence, touch, and concern.
Kazuya's fingertips made slow, purposeful circles across her skin, and Chizuru could feel her heartbeat. 'Why is this bothering me so much?' She closed her eyes, attempting to keep her breathing normal, but the sensation of his hands on her exposed flesh was nearly too much to bear. "How are you so good at this?" she questioned, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with astonishment and interest.
Kazuya chuckled quietly behind her. "I guess I just want to make sure you feel relaxed," he said, his tone soft. "I'm glad it's working."
'Relaxed?' Chizuru thought, almost laughing at the absurdity of it. 'How can I feel relaxed when my heart is about to burst out of my chest?'
The thought made her heart grow even more. As he continued, she felt herself melt under his touch, her body reacting in ways that made her blush even more. 'I need to get a grip... but it's so difficult when he makes me feel this way...'
Finally, Kazuya's hands slowed and stopped, resting softly on her shoulders for a little while before pulling back. Chizuru's breathing was short and quick, and her skin was flushed with a deep crimson that stretched from her cheeks to her neck. She moved slightly to face him, her eyes wide and vulnerable. "Thank you, Kazuya-kun," she replied, her voice unsteadies but honest.
"You're welcome, Chizuru-san," he said, his eyes finding hers with a warmth that made her heart race. "Shall we get into the bath?"
She nodded, feeling relieved that she could finally immerse herself in the relaxing water. Chizuru fought to keep her beating heart under control as they approached the bath. 'It's just a bath... just a bath...' she told herself, seeking to calm the torrent of emotions that was brewing inside her.
They stepped into the bath together, the warm water wrapping about them in a reassuring hug. Chizuru settled across from Kazuya, with steam rising around them, creating an almost dreamlike scene. She took a long breath and felt the heat penetrate into her muscles, further soothing her.
Kazuya grinned at her from across the bath, his look gentle and happy. "Feeling better?" he said, his voice calm.
Chizuru nodded, her lips curling into a slight smile. "Yes, much better," she confessed. "Thank you for... everything."
Kazuya smiled wider. "I'm just glad you're enjoying it," he told me. "This whole date has been pretty amazing, even though we started a little bit later."
He thinks so too... The thought filled Chizuru with a warm glow that had nothing to do with the bath. She met his gaze, feeling a sense of connection that made all the earlier awkwardness worthwhile. "Yeah, it really has," she agreed, her voice soft.
The sun had begun its leisurely descent, spreading a pleasant golden glow across Inokashira Park. Mami's initial frustration had given way to a hesitant acceptance. After another hour of waiting with no sign of Kazuya or Chizuru, she found herself unexpectedly engrossed in discussion with Umi.
They had discussed everything from favourite movies to childhood recollections and discovered that they both enjoyed old films and independent music. Mami was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Umi. His laid-back nature and quick wit made the time go by more smoothly than she had imagined.
"This is ridiculous," Mami exclaimed, reclining back on the bench, and gazing at the sky. "We've been here forever, and there's still no sign of them."
Umi chuckled and leaned back as well. "Yeah, maybe we got the time wrong, or they're simply running late. Who knows.
Mami looked towards him, a faint smile on her lips. "Well, it hasn't been a complete waste. I mean, it's been wonderful speaking with you."
Umi grinned back, his eyes brightening. "Same here. I did not expect to have so much fun just waiting around."
There was a moment of comfortable silence between them, broken only by the distant sounds of children playing and birds chirping. The park was alive with the noises of late afternoon, providing a peaceful backdrop for their unexpected meeting.
"Why don't we just enjoy the park?" Mami advised standing up and stretching. "It's a beautiful day, and we can always keep an eye out for them while we're walking around."
Umi grins and stands up. "This sounds like a plan. Let us make the most of it.
They began walking through the park, taking in the sights and noises. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, with delicate petals that floated down like pink snowflakes. Couples strolled hand in hand, children chased one other around the open areas, and the aroma of fresh grass and blooming flowers permeated the atmosphere.
Mami felt lighter as they walked, something she had not felt in a long time. She and Umi laughed at ridiculous jokes, pointed out intriguing views, and even tried out some of the park's attractions, such as the lakeside paddle boats.
"Hey, look at those boats!" Umi pointed out, his enthusiasm contagious. "Want to give it a try?"
Mami laughed with genuine excitement. "Sure, why not?" "Let us do it."
They rented a paddle boat and spent the next hour paddling about the lake, enjoying the gentle sway of the water and the peace it provided. Mami could not recall the last time she felt this calm and carefree.
As they paddled back to the dock, Umi turned to her, his expression thoughtful. "You know, it's funny. We came here with a plan to mess with someone else's day, but I think we've ended up having a pretty great day ourselves."
Mami nodded, a real smile forming on her face. "Yes, I suppose you're correct. Maybe we needed it more than we thought."
They stepped out of the boat and began their exploration of the park, now enjoying a day out rather than conspiring. They went to the little zoo, appreciated the numerous art installations, and even shared a lunch at a food booth.
Mami felt content as the sun began to set, producing long shadows and transforming the sky into an orange and pink canvas. She had not forgotten about Kazuya or Chizuru, but they did not seem as vital right now.
"Thanks for today, Umi-kun," she remarked softly as they returned to the park gate. "It turned out to be a lot more fun than I expected."
Umi smiled and nudged her playfully. "Anytime, Mami-san. Who knows. Maybe next time we won't need an excuse to hang out."
Mami laughed, her voice light and sincere. "Yeah, maybe."
As they prepared to leave the park, she felt a weird but welcome sensation of calm. For the first time in a long time, she was pleased to simply be in the moment, which felt nice. Only it lasted till she saw something that surprised her. "Kazuya..."
The late afternoon sun cast a lovely, golden glow on the streets as Chizuru and Kazuya came out of the bathhouse, the air cool against their freshly scrubbed skin. Chizuru drew a long breath, feeling both relieved and tense. The experience inside had been amazing and nerve-racking, and now that they were back outside, she was not sure how to handle it.
Kazuya strolled alongside her, equally silent. They had not said anything since they cleaned each other's backs. The closeness of the situation left them both feeling exposed and uncertain, and they sat in the hot water in awkward quiet, not facing each other.
Chizuru glanced at Kazuya from the corner of her eye, noting the contemplative expression on his face. Her thoughts swirled with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. Did he feel the same awkwardness? Or was it just her? She could not deny that touching his back, feeling the warmth of his skin under her hands, had stirred something in her.
Kazuya has definitely changed, she reflected, recalling the small muscles she had touched. 'He is not the same boy I first met.' The remembrance of how amazing it felt to touch him made her cheeks flush again, and she shook her head slightly, attempting to dismiss the memories.
Kazuya cleared his throat, breaking the stillness. "So, um, that was...different," he remarked, his tone uncertain.
Chizuru gave him a little smile. "Yes, it was. "I suppose we both needed that."
"Yeah," Kazuya replied, massaging the back of his neck awkwardly. "Thanks for, you know, washing my back."
Chizuru nodded, feeling the heat creep up her face again. "Not a problem. "Thank you, too."
They walked in quiet for a few more moments, their footsteps blending with the distant hum of the city. Chizuru's mind raced, searching for a topic to break the tension. She encouraged herself to say something.
"Did you, um, enjoy the bath?" she finally inquired, her voice slightly higher than normal.
Kazuya grinned, a tinge of apprehension still in his gaze. "Yeah, that was quite relaxing. It was a little weird at first, but it felt great."
Chizuru nodded, happy that he felt the same way. "Same here. I needed it more than I thought.
Kazuya turned to face her; his eyes filled with interest. "So, where are we going now?"
Chizuru grinned, feeling both excited and nervous. "We're going to get you some new clothes for our date," she continued, trying to maintain a calm voice.
Kazuya's eyebrows rose in surprise. "New clothes?" Really?"
Chizuru nodded, slightly excited by his reaction. "Yeah, it wasn't in the original plan, but when I knew that you came straight from the hospital, I thought it would be a good idea.."
'Oh, that is quite considerate of you! Kazuya stated with a smile, making Chizuru flush.
When they arrived at the yukata store, a friendly clerk greeted them and pointed them to the men's section. The store was full of yukatas, their vivid colours and detailed designs forming a lovely tapestry.
Chizuru took Kazuya to the men's aisles, scrutinizing the racks. "Let's find you something that stands out," she replied, her tone light.
While they perused, a young store employee approached them. "Can I help you find something?" she inquired, her gaze lingering on Kazuya for a little too long for Chizuru's taste.
"Yes, we're looking for a yukata for him," Chizuru said, her tone pleasant but stern.
The worker grinned, her eyes flashing as she gazed at Kazuya. "I believe I have just the thing. Follow me."
Chizuru was annoyed as the girl led them through the store, occasionally brushing against Kazuya and making small chat. Is she truly flirting with him? Chizuru considered, her irritation increasing. She clinched her fists slightly, attempting to keep her cool.
They tried on various yukatas until finding one that seemed to fit them perfectly. It was a deep golden colour, and the fabric was silky and exquisite. When Kazuya left the fitting room, Chizuru's breath seized in her throat. The yukata complemented his physique, making him appear sophisticated and striking.
"What do you think?" Kazuya inquired; his tone doubtful.
Chizuru's irritation melted away, replaced by a warm, appreciative smile. "You look amazing," she said sincerely, her eyes meeting his.
The store worker chimed in; her tone overly sweet. "I agree, you look fantastic."
Chizuru felt a twinge of jealousy but pushed it aside. This is about Kazuya, she reminded herself. "We'll take this one," she said firmly, turning to the worker.
Chizuru looked at Kazuya with a spark of eagerness in her eyes. "Kazuya, why don't you keep the yukata on right now? "It'll make the rest of our date even more special," she said, handing him the gold fabric.
Kazuya's eyes widened, but he simply nodded. "Okay, I'll do that."
Chizuru took her own yukata, a deep blue with exquisite floral patterns, and entered the changing room. Before sliding inside, she showed the store worker both yukatas to ensure that everything was in order. The worker nodded and smiled, giving her a reassuring smile.
Chizuru hurriedly changed into her yukata. She appraised herself in the mirror, adjusting the obi belt and ensuring that everything was exactly in place. 'This is going to be perfect.,' she thought, feeling a rush of anticipation.
Chizuru stepped out, and Kazuya's jaw dropped to the floor. Kazuya gasped, breaking the silence. "Chizuru, you look... incredible," he exclaimed, his voice full of admiration. "I've never seen you look so beautiful."
Chizuru felt her cheeks flush at the compliment. "Thank you," she replied quietly, catching his gaze. They shared an unseen connection that made her heart skip a beat.
Kazuya's look was one of pure appreciation, and Chizuru could tell he was sincerely taken with her appearance. He had never looked at me like this before, she thought, feeling both proud and shy.
They headed to the counter to pay, and the store employee gave them a pleasant gesture as she finished the transaction. When they finished, they went out of the store, the cool evening air on their faces.
Chizuru felt proud as he walked with Kazuya toward the train station. 'He looks so handsome in that yukata,' she thought, sneaking a look at him. The golden cloth flowed smoothly with each stride he took, and she felt a thrill of joy knowing how well they looked together.
Kazuya grinned as he looked over at her. "I've got to say, this is very entertaining. I don't typically get to wear something so wonderful."
Chizuru chuckled softly; her heart lightened. "I am delighted you like it. I figured it'd make our date even more special."
Kazuya nodded with a thoughtful gaze. "Yes, it certainly does. Thank you for proposing it.
Chizuru experienced a pleasant warmth of contentment. 'This is exactly how I envisioned our date to be: wonderful and unforgettable.' Despite the difficult start, she could not help but feel like everything was falling into place flawlessly as they continued to walk.
As they approached the train station, Chizuru's thoughts turned to their next destination. 'I hope he loves the surprise I have planned for him next.,' she thought, with a rush of excitement coursing through her. The evening had only just begun, and she was determined to make every moment matter.
"Where are we heading next?" Kazuya inquired; his eagerness clear.
Chizuru smiled curiously. "You will see. "It's a surprise," she said, her enthusiasm rising.
Kazuya chuckled. "I'm looking forward to it."
They boarded the train, and Chizuru could not help but steal glances at Kazuya, feeling nervous and excited. 'Tonight, will be perfect.,' she thought, her heart full of determination and optimism.