Hearing this, Fushimi Roku inexplicably felt a sense of bitter sadness.
Minamoto Tamako had, after all, been through thick and thin with Fujiwara Homare on Cat Island, a bond forged in life and death situations. Although Fujiwara Homare hadn't achieved much, he had at least put in the hard work. Now that Fujiwara Homare was in trouble, Minamoto Tamako didn't extend a helping hand—instead, she turned her back on him with a stern, impartial facade.
Alas, if one day his true colors were exposed and he fell into Minamoto Tamako's hands, he couldn't even bear to imagine it...
"Let's relax after the meal... I want to spend more time with you."
Fushimi Roku maintained an elegant fake smile, exerting all his social charm and psychological insight just to stir Minamoto Tamako's girlish heart.
