@8thKouHime --regain his composure. "I..." Before he could finish answering, the rather dejected look on her face stopped him. They--

@8thKouHime --haven't seen each other in a rather long time... Honestly, he was going to miss her. "I'll be heading back to Balbadd--

@8thKouHime --tonight." The former prince formed a rather thin smile with his lips; he didn't want to part ways in such a blue atmosphere.--

@8thKouHime --"I'll be back really soon. I just have a few things I've got to take care of."

@8thKouHime The former prince wasn't at all expecting such words to come out of her mouth. His surprise was made known by the 'o' shape--

@8thKouHime --formed by his lips and the shocked look in his eyes. "K-Kougyoku..." He was only the third prince. He was an illegitimate--

@8thKouHime --son too, no less, raised in the slums. He had also screwed up so many times. He was aware of all that, and yet... He still--

@8thKouHime --couldn't help but to smile, to feel a little bit elated. Hearing that really gave his confidence a boost. "...Thanks,--

@8thKouHime --Kougyoku. Hearing that makes me happy."

@8thKouHime "...Ah." He remembered the first time he came to visit Balbadd. The new, reformed Balbadd, that is. He remembered how shocked--

@8thKouHime --he was. Even the normally emotionless Fanalis girl couldn't contain her surprise the way she usually did. Balbadd... It--

@8thKouHime --didn't look at all like home, let alone feel like it. The people were living within higher and better living standards. He--

@8thKouHime --knew that, and yet... He wasn't joyed. Something had changed in the hearts of his people. "You're right, they are--

@8thKouHime --amazong, your brothers, that is." He smiled at her. The topic soon shifted to their early encounter. He couldn't help but--

@8thKouHime --to laugh at the memory. "I'm sorry, I guess I was being rather outrageous." He apologized as he scratched the back of his--

@8thKouHime --head. "I was just trying to find a solution that would benefit everyone."

@8thKouHime Her actions triggered his blood to flow up to his cheeks, tinting them crimson once again. No matter how mature he grew,--

@8thKouHime --Alibaba would probably still stay the same, dorky, hormonal adolescent at heart. Even so, the blond managed another sincere--

@8thKouHime --smile. "...Ah. I suppose so."

// how do u alibaba i cant