"Miss, you must be joking with me. How could you not have a boyfriend?"
Apang Palace.
A pair of strangers talking joyfully.
That's right.
Strangers.
Before now, they didn't know each other, they just happened to meet by chance, and fortunately both were alone.
Perhaps this is what is meant by fate?
Of course.
This kind of fate happens every day in today's world, let alone sitting together for a drink or even stepping into the halls of marriage doesn't take long to set up anymore.
"Aren't you single too?"
The woman's witty response made the man, who took a mature route, laugh. He was not only dressed steady and appropriate, but also sported a small goatee, likely not yet forty, yet exuding a dependable sense of security.
It's nothing strange for a successful man in a big city, especially like Kyoto, to be a single noble at thirty or forty.
The man with the goatee claimed to be single, but tonight, he didn't actually come alone to Apang Palace.
