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—Well...If you like me that much, then we could keep seeing each other. Don’t you think? —she doubled down, her voice taking on a humming tone along her last invitation—. You’re super fun, Sanji. I’d never forgive myself if I lost sight of you.

into something knowing. She lowered her head slightly, her gaze now fixed upon him as if he were a particularly intriguing subject. Her arms went to rest behind the back of her chair, relaxed. +

when someone was being openly flirtatious with her. That didn’t mean her reaction was what one might call normal. As he confessed next, the truth behind his words caused her expression to darken, her carefree expression shifting +

But a out-of-place, fun smile curled up in her scarred lips, accompanied by an uninhibited tilt of her head; her wide eyes now looking at him from the side. Though she remained unmoved by his gallantry, Shiloh wasn’t entirely socially inept; she could certainly tell +

and the weird girl, who studied him with calm detachment, somewhat encouraging the boy even more. —Ha. It’s clear you’re no longer talking about cooking, aren’t you? The cook’s remarks were meant to be flirtatious, laden with double entendres, even. +

With this air of nonchalance, she watched the exaggerated gestures the man in the suit made in response to the question. The two stood in slight contrast: the man in suit with his eyes filled with hearts and his words showering her with bold compliments, +

thanks to the cropped sporty shirt she wore. It was a silver-gray piece with white stripes, strikingly modern for the cook’s era. She bent one long, slim leg and opened it to the side, resting her foot against her knee, and clasped her hands behind her head. +

With the bulky clothes removed of the sight, part of her physique was revealed: slender, perhaps too much so, and in stark contradiction to the menacing energy she radiated. Her bruised abdomen was now exposed, +

Once they reached the kitchen, Shiloh took the liberty of grabbing a seat and settling into it, positioning herself in a reclining position so that her injured abdomen wouldn’t be pressured. She went on to unzipping her jacket completely. +

were not enough for this distracted girl; as their conversation unfolded, she focused solely on the excellent truth behind his words, but remained entirely unmoved by the content itself of the flattery.

Her pale gaze piercing and her eyelids, once in their characteristic droopy state, opened up suddenly—. You’re flirting with me, right? She kept her eyes fixed on him, the question hanging in the air. The overtures that might have convinced any other woman +

And she was comfortable with new experiences. With a few slow steps, she followed his lead towards the kitchen. —So, I’ll just keep wanting more and more from you, as a cook....—she repeated his words, weighing them, before tossing a question with no awareness. +

In truth, she was already wondering if she could get him to cook whatever dishes she might desire. Though, for the moment, she decided to let the soup menu slide. His grand claims sounded true, but in Shiloh’s view, such things could only be proven by facts. +

People were free to do as they pleased; she considered herself a participant in that equation. Learning that Sanji was capable of preparing all sorts of meals made her eyes widen with a flicker of excitement. +

The girl in the striped beanie first glanced at the deliberate hand resting on her shoulder, then quickly shifted her gaze back to the blond man’s face, listening for his response. Though the gesture felt distant to her, she didn’t pull away. She accepted it. +

—Well then...Chef, —she said, tilting her head slightly. Her smile inviting a further friendly conversation—. Do you make all kinds of dishes? Her voice took on an interested tone, combined with particular innocent eyes.

She tucked it into her pocket and turned back toward the blond boy, giving some steps into his direction. +