217 It’s not like I have inspected your backdoor

"Who are you?" Takeda Ryosei asks in horror.

"Me?" Takeshi chuckles. "I'm a childhood friend of Kinoshita Iori. That's my current identity."

In future, he wants to be known as the husband of Kinoshita Iori. It might take a while. but it won't be long. He has patience, but he doesn't have infinite patience. 

Iori doesn't know what to say. This is the reason why Takeshi was infamous as the devil prince in school. This is a man who will shove down a knife in someone's throat with an angel-like smile. The devil was also an angel once. 

Her beautiful collarbones are still bare to other men's eyes. Takeshi takes off the hairpin and watches her hair fall down. How can he let them be exposed without his marks? If he could, he would make them right now. Alas! If he does that, she might run away to another city or look at him with anger again. He doesn't want to be rejected again. He won't act without caution either.