Mari’s POV

　　"Why are you so quiet?" I heard Z asked and I shyly smiled at him, the images of what happened earlier still lingers in my mind. We just had a dinner at some restaurant on the outskirts of town. It was cozy and the people are very accommodating, not to mention the delicious food. I wonder how Z knew about the place since it was placed too far away from the city.

　　He was driving and I didn't dare ask him where we would go next. To be honest, I am still afraid that he'd suddenly turn the car and head back home, thinking that this escapade of...