As we were heading towards the church, Asia's stomach started to growl. Her fastantly turned bright red.

  She took a deep breath, her big eyes blinking, and then gave me a shy smile.

  "Sorry, I fot you havee, Asia-. We still have time. Why don't you e to my pce, eat something, a a bit? I'll take you to the church ter tonight." I suggested with a smile.

  Asia was a little surprised. Being so pure and trusting, she pletely believed me and nodded. "I'm sorry for the trouble, Kyoya-san. Thank you so much."

  'Sigh, this pirl is too kind and easily fooled. If I were a bad guy, I could probably take advantage of her a huimes over. But that's also part of her charm.' I thought to myself, a little exasperated.

  ....

  I carried Asia's suitcase in one hand and held her small hand with the other. Asia seemed a little shy about this sudden hand-holding, but she didn't seem to dislike it.

  Soon, we arrived at my home.

  "Asia-, why don't you rex in the living room or wate TV? I'll make dinner, and then we eat." I suggested.

  "Kyoya-san, I... I help!" Hearing my words, Asia eagerly offered to assist.

  "Haha, cooking isn't that much trouble. Just sit bad rex, Asia-. Today, you'll get to try some Japanese cuisine you've probably never had before." Seeing how enthusiastic she was, I gently dissuaded her.

  "O-okay." Asia obediently waited in the living room.

  ...

  Soon, Asia and I were sitting across from each other at the dining table, with two bowls of rid several dishes that Asia had never seen before.

  "You grew up in Europe, Asia-, so you probably haven't had much experieh this kind of Eastern cuisine. Give it a try!"

  "Really? In that case, I won't hold back..." Asia said, pig up her bowl of rice.

  But she fumbled with the chopsticks, not knowing how to use them properly. She ended up asking me for help.

  After I demonstrated, she mao eat her meal with the chopsticks. Well... I actually ended up feeding her most of it.

  "Thank you so much, Kyoya-san. This meal was better than any I've ever had!" Asia expressed her gratitude, her face beaming with happiness.

  "You're very wele. Feel free to e over anytime." As I said this, I gently wiped away a few grains of rice that were stuck to the er of her mouth.

  Seeing my as, Asia's face flushed, and her heart started to race. She felt flustered, like a ke rippled by a gentle breeze.

  "For dessert, how about some ice cream, Asia-?" I offered, taking out some vanil ice cream from the fridge.

  "Th-thank you, Kyoya-san." Asia blushed and accepted the ice cream, thanking me softly.

  Then, Asia stuck out her little pink tongue aly licked the ice cream.

  The taste of vanil exploded in her mouth. Asia couldn't help but carefully, slowly bringing her lips to the ice cream, making soft "Mm" sounds as she licked it, her delicate tongue gently caressing the surface.

  Holy, the sight was incredibly alluring, almost too much to handle.

  Asia's i eyes, her beautiful face, her former status as a Holy Maiden, and her nun's habit created a sense of purity being defiled, which was undeniably stimuting.

  To think that I could witness su 'ero-kawaii' expression just from her eating ice cream. It was amazing.

  But more than anything, I felt a pang of sympathy for Asia. Eveing a simple ice cream was something she had to savor slowly, and such a small thing brought her so much joy.

  It made me feel a deep sense of passion for her.

  "Ah..." Suddenly, Asia let out a small gasp. Some of the melted ice cream had dripped onto her clothes.

  "Oh, Kyoya-san, what a waste..." Asia looked down at the ice cream stain on her habit, a little dejected, her lips slightly pouted.

  I chuckled and grabbed a handkerchief, gently wiping away the stain.

  My "kind" gesture made Asia blush even harder. She looked at me shyly but didn't stop me.

  After I finished ing her up, I reminded her, "There's plenty more in the fridge. Don't worry about it."

  "I uand, thank you, Kyoya-san!" Asia's face was pletely flushed as she quickly started to eat the rest of her ice cream.

  Seeing the faint blush on Asia's cheeks, I couldn't help but reach out aly pat her head.

  "Eh? Kyoya-san?" Startled by the sudden head pat, Asia looked up at me with a mixture of fusion and shyness.

  "Sorry about that! I just got a little lost in thought, looking at you, Asia-." I expined with a chuckle.

  "Lost in thought... looking at me? Really?" Asia pced a hand on her chest, repeating my words with a mixture of fusion and happiness.

  "Of course. Your sparkling green eyes, your dazzling golden hair, your fair skin, your rosy lips, they're all so cute and charming." I said, resting my on my hands, a gentle smile on my face.

  "Really...?" Hearing my praise, Asia's face turned even redder, and she seemed genuinely happy.

  It robably the first time anyone had ever called her cute. Even when she was a Holy Maiden at the Church, people mostly treated her with respeot with this kind of affe.

  And after she was cast out and beled a witch, everyone looked at her with disgust and hatred. No one had ever praised her like this before.

  "After you finish your ice cream, Asia-, I'll take you to the church," I said after a pause.

  "Okay!" Hearing that I was going to take her to the church, Asia's expression stiffened slightly.

  She had been lucky to meet such a kind ale person like me on her first visit to Kuoh Town.

  She wished she could live happily with me like this forever, but her identity made that impossible.

  Even though she had sought refuge with the Fallen Ao tinue using her healing powers to help others, she wasn't stupid.

  She khat the Fallen Angels were just using her Sacred Gear.

  Seeing Asia's smile disappear and her sink into silence, I knew she probably didn't want to go to the church.

  After thinking for a moment, I decided to tell her the truth.

  .....

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