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“The first time I saw you, I realized—
Even my brush could create someone so stunning,
as radiant as the moon.”

The White-Clad Sword Sovereign paused slightly, lowering his gaze.
“Oh?
And what happened after that?”

“After that…”
The half-drunk figure narrowed their eyes with a grin,
resting their head on his shoulder,
shaking the wine in their hand proudly.
“I never expected that before I could reach for the moon—
the moon would come to me instead.”