Synopsis
"Rosalyn…?" The way she was looking at me had changed. There was something like fear in her eyes. Did she not like it? I did. "Wait, what is this…?" "It's fine. There's nothing wrong between us." "What are you saying? Why did you suddenly tie me up like this?" "Hehe… Well, I couldn't really help myself." I really couldn't. It wasn't my fault anyway. It was mother- …Rosalyn's fault. Yeah. To be honest it had been getting harder and harder to hold back. Every time that rose-like scent of hers drifted over to me, it was almost unbearable. Rosalyn probably…
