𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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"A-AH- sorry president- " i stuttered , i went to role off but realised her arms were wrapped around me.

"President?"

"Call me kirari please ,...or wife"

I chocked on my words - sorry - what- wife?

"S-sorry?" i spluttered.

"Im just joking dear sayka , ..maybe"

God marry me on the spot please kirari.

"Your blushing dear , would you perhaps want to marry me?" she teased.

Oh my god .

"K-kirari-" i whispered. "I-.."

"Ah , so it was what i thought." she sat up so i was now sat on her lap facing her.

"So you do have a crush on me?"

You what-..?

YOU WHAT NOW-

"W-who told you that ?" i said unsurly.

"Heh. your sister."

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