Eva blinked, unexpectedly feeling a sudden flutter in her heart. Obviously, her limited experience with romance had already allowed Cole to lead her astray.
[Please don't make me actually give an example, please don't make me actually give an example...]
With the appearance of a calm and steady old-timer, Cole silently prayed in his heart while straining to imagine the beautiful Dark Elf before him as Rona. He then showed a complicated smile. "I don't want to trouble you, dear Lady. In fact, the reason I impulsively asked you to meet tonight is because I've already decided to leave here. But..."
"But what?"
Eva, who had been thoroughly led astray, stared unblinkingly at Cole. Maybe she didn't possess romantic feelings for this young man who seemed so "genuine," but that didn't conflict with her desire to know the fabricated truth.
"I don't want to have regrets. Even if I'm destined to only ever be a trivial passerby in your life, I still hope you know... I like you."
