Chapter 11

Only then did Hwani realize how hot and throbbing her bottom was. The heat left by his handprint radiated intensely. She raised her face, now filled with tears, and cried out desperately once more. “Cream pie! It’s cream pie, Mr. Ezio! Can you hear me?” Their eyes met. At that moment, reason returned to Ezio’s gaze, which had been hazy as if intoxicated by something. A bewildered expression soon washed over his face. Flustered at the sight of Hwani’s tears, he hastily reached out and wiped her eyes with his thumb.