Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Maybe we can ask the others later when we all get together again... By the way, what do you think about how they're doing? It's probably not a very romantic topic to discuss, but I'm suddenly very curious.

- Knights, as I understand it, never back down from a challenge, right? Faster than I initially anticipated, but I think this is the right course of action given the circumstances.
After spending some time searching for flowers that are resistant to cold weather, Amamius cuts one and twists its stem into a ring, making sure to tie it into a loop so it doesn't come undone. Then, he kneels on one knee in front of the main Carnelian, takes her hand in his, and pauses for a moment before putting the improvised flower ring on her finger. - Erephir Lin'el Darvening, will you be my bride?

—How are things... with the others? I wouldn't say I'm very familiar with the dynamics of other people's relationships; we ourselves have only just begun, but based on this event... it seemed to me that we have three equally "proactive" couples, those who confidently go all-in; I think they're doing great and have probably been waiting at the finish line for a long time. You probably guessed from the first contest who I'm talking about. And the other three... well... maybe they're thinking about something else and sorting out their own emotional complexities. That's it.

-- I think that even though it's slightly impolite, but since no one is watching (let's trust the sly organizers hiding in the bushes that they will at least be polite enough to look away), -- Fyr, without wasting time, takes the initiative and gently touches the side of Amamus's chin with her palm, leaning towards him and wondering what her first kiss will be like.

- Well, at least it's not "howling"... No, I didn't hear it. Is this a really working method, or did you just come up with it now? ... I wonder what that strange masked performer with a bare belly would say about it, whose existence I shouldn't know about, - after looking around the bushes again, considering the thought - should I give each of them a preemptive shock just for prevention, Aiyano takes a few Nihon-style breaths, then lifts her face and closes her eyes, completely hiding the tremor behind a mask of confident calm, trying not to let the hands holding the bouquet betray her with their trembling.
"Okamisama... what a shame... may all my ancestors, sisters, and fellow countrymen forgive me..." - with these thoughts, she drives (pre-pre)the last nail into the coffin of everything she was ever taught.

When their lips finally met, everything around them seemed to fall silent, and even the November wind was lost in the seemingly thunderous beating of two hearts – it was the perfect moment for an unexpected attack from the Carnelian's enemies, but unfortunately for them, there was no one around, and the newly formed couple could fully surrender to this unusual moment for them.