My Fault

"Thank you... right?" Ryoshu's face was a picture of genuine confusion as he tried to decipher the awkward gratitude in her words. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out immediately.

Azure's face turned a deep, crimson red like a ripe tomato freshly picked from the vine. Her eyes widened in embarrassment, and she quickly averted her gaze to the ground, her cheeks burning with a heat she couldn't control. Despite the moment's awkwardness, she nodded vigorously, so much so that it seemed as if her head might detach from her neck with the force of her nods.

Ryoshu, noticing her discomfort, managed a gentle smile and spoke in a calm, reassuring tone. "It's nothing, Azure. Just be careful," he said, his voice carrying a warmth that seemed to envelop her in a comforting embrace.

With that, Ryoshu turned on his heel and continued down the path without a backward glance, his steps steady and sure. As he walked away, he couldn't help but feel