The warmth of the fireplace in front of which they were cast a soft glow on their faces, their shadows flickering across the room.
Buji's fingers slowly found Kira's, tracing over it.
"Can I trust you?" Buji asked.
A shiver coursed through her skin. The weight of Buji's question lingered in the air between them. If the effect was more on Buji or Kira, neither could tell. Kira was, however, surprised with the kind of question Buji asked.
She settled her tension, and with a cool voice, replied. "What do you think?"
"And am I supposed to get a question for an answer?"
Silence fell between both of them. Kira removed her stare from Buji, facing the fireplace.
She had never really thought about it—trust. She assumed maybe it was an unspoken understanding between them. Since their admission into Hunter's Academy, they'd always had each other's backs, yet here he was, doing what really...
