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"Let's get married." If she was more reactive, Chrome would've choked on her food and had a coughing fit the moment that blunt offer left his mouth. However, as she wasn't the type who would do exaggerated reactions, she merely froze in her place, hands still gripping a fork and a knife though they stopped midair, visible eye staring straight at the man before him. It took fifteen seconds for her to got her composure back and the courage to ask, "I'm sorry, Cloud Man. I thought I heard you proposing to me." "I did." "Proposing, as in, asking my hand for mar—" "I did ask you to become my wife, Chrome Dokuro." Hibari scowled while Chrome kept her stoic expression. He sounded serious when he said it—the marriage proposal. Sure, he was always serious. But that was beside the point. Hibari Kyouya, the carnivore of who would opt death over being bound by something, asking Chrome Dokuro to marry him. It must b...

"Let's get married." If she was more reactive, Chrome would've choked on her food and had a coughing fit the moment that blunt offer left his mouth. However, as she wasn't the type who would do exaggerated reactions, she merely froze in her place, hands still gripping a fork and a knife though they stopped midair, visible eye staring straight at the man before him. It took fifteen seconds for her to got her composure back and the courage to ask, "I'm sorry, Cloud Man. I thought I heard you proposing to me." "I did." "Proposing, as in, asking my hand for mar—" "I did ask you to become my wife, Chrome Dokuro." Hibari scowled while Chrome kept her stoic expression. He sounded serious when he said it—the marriage proposal. Sure, he was always serious. But that was beside the point. Hibari Kyouya, the carnivore of who would opt death over being bound by something, asking Chrome Dokuro to marry him. It must b...

“Byakuran-sama?” “Mm?” “Bisa berhenti memandangi ponsel Anda?” Byakuran mengerling ke arah orang yang mengajaknya bicara—Kikyou. Pria dengan penampilan bak seorang rocker itu menatapnya seolah mencemaskan sesuatu. Sebenarnya, ‘sih, tidak hanya Kikyou saja. Bluebell dan Zakuro juga ikut menatapnya seolah-olah khawatir. Tentunya Byakuran tidak mengerti arti tatapan mereka itu. “Kenapa kalian menatapku begitu?” “Karena daritadi kau terus-terusan memelototi ponselmu, tentunya!” sahut Bluebell sedikit ketus. “Benar-benar, deh, kau sendiri yang meminta kami datang kemari karena katanya mau membicarakan sesuatu, tapi kau malah asyik sendiri menatap entah apa!” “Oh iya, ya,” Byakuran nyengir tak bersalah dan meletakkan ponselnya di meja. Ia memang memanggil kawan-kawannya untuk menemuinya di kafe kecil yang sering mereka datangi sejak masih remaja. Mereka bertanya untuk urusan apa, tapi ia tidak menjawab pertanyaan tersebut. Yang pasti, karena sekarang mereka sudah berkumpul, ia akan m...