My Blood Wizard System
They lie side by side on the narrow bed—close enough that every breath brushes skin, her head on his shoulder, one of his hands tracing slow, absent patterns along the fur of her nearest tail.
The silence is deep, comfortable, the kind that only comes after surviving the end of the world together.
Cherry blossoms still drift in occasionally, settling on the blanket like pink snow.
Kayo breaks the quiet first—voice soft, almost hesitant, ears twitching in the dark.
**Kayo (whisper, playful but serious underneath):**
“You know… if this is real…
If we’re really doing this…
There’s something you should know.”
Rowan shifts—turning to face her better, hand stilling on her tail.
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