“Just don’t move and don’t open your eyes, ok?” Cardia tried to give her tone strictness but it was not enough to hide the warm notes in her voice. When she made sure that he wasn’t looking, Cardia leaned down to place a kiss to his forehead. Her lips lingered against Gudao’s for several seconds before she loved away. “There. Now you are protected by my magic, Gudao!” It was so childish and so utterly cute, but Beckford couldn’t help it.
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The young man did as the Beckford ladyasked. But what could she have had in store? He didn’t really have a clue onwhat this girl what up to… but he liked not know much about her. He always kneweverything about anyone else in Chaldea but Cardia had been an enigma… and hewas enamoured by her air of mystery. When he got to talk with her, he alwaysfelt like he was getting to know someone instead of confirming what he hadalready knew from books or history classes he had taken in class as a student. No…he didn’t know who she really was.
And he loved that about her. Sure, he wascurious… but he would rather just let it all unravel naturally. Gudao, at thispoint; hadn’t really realised it but… he had been quite smitten with the girl.So much so that he valued the time they spent together much more than he didwith his servants. There was a side to him that he’d only show to her… one muchmore vulnerable and fragile. A face he couldn’t show to anyone else in chaldeabecause he had the responsibility of being their master. He was Gudao. Theevery man. Whatever person they needed him to be; he was that guy. But who washe, really? Even he had forgotten.
But not when he was with Cardia. No… it allcame out naturally over time. It felt like a relationship blossoming in thespringtime of youth. A somewhat bittersweet reminder that he had been getting older.But it didn’t matter… the time spent with the brunette made his heart flutterwith pure joy. His time was precious after all… and the time spent with her waseven more so.
What could she be doing? Did she bake me a cake!?
No, he was greeted with a warm sensation onhis forehead however. One filled with warmth and affection…A kiss…
His eyes open slowly; and was greeted bythat beautiful smile. At first; he had a blanked out stare… but then his expressionturned into pure bliss. And with a smile of his own; unlike any other. The Japaneseman’s lips pursed into something more mischievous soon enough; however. Gudao’sface closed in on the lady’s…
“Next time, don’t be so shy… Go on and kiss me on the lips. I’msure you’ll love the taste of fresh mint rather than my sweaty forehead~” he coos, intending to fluster the young woman for her sly moveswith a sly move of his own. This… this was valuable. Truly, in this singlemoment… he had been happy.









