I Don’t Know the Original, I’m Too Busy Trying to Make a Living

Penelope’s kisses never came with a warning. They always struck like a bolt out of the blue.

Each time, Ahwin found himself utterly defenseless against her.

Just that morning, he had been sulking, feeling as though his beloved had been stolen by her own estate.

If it’s a date, it should be a proper date! Taking a detour to check on the estate felt like cheating.

Whenever Penelope had something on her mind, it always turned out to be about the estate. As if skipping responsibilities for a single day would cause the entire territory to collapse.

Maybe I should just crush it all…

With just a flick of his finger, the Halo Estate could crumble like dough under his immense power. A glint of gold flickered in his eyes.

However, it was as if Penelope could sense his stray thoughts. She locked eyes with him, sharp and knowing.

“…Pepe?”

“What are you thinking about while kissing me?”

“It’s not that… but how about giving me a little warning before you kiss me?”

“Are you saying I should declare war or something? Are we at war now?”

Penelope pouted her lips, and they looked maddeningly tempting. Ahwin thought he was beginning to understand her timing for kisses. This time, he took the lead and captured her lips.

“…!”

Penelope’s eyes widened in surprise before she slowly closed them.

After a while, Ahwin broke the silence.

“I’ve thought about it, and I’ve decided you don’t need to give me a warning before kissing me.”

“Pfft, is that what you’ve been pondering so seriously?”

“You don’t understand how important this is,” Ahwin replied, furrowing his brows. It was the most serious expression Penelope had ever seen from him.