After seeing off Marika, escorted by her guards back home, I walked Sena to their house. As soon as we were alone, the girl who had so much energy seemingly deflated as she had me carry her on my back.
It's her own way to sneak in some more intimacy with me.
I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics. "You know, you don't need to pretend. I'll always carry you home if you ask me."
"That's no fun, Ruki. Let me act spoiled sometimes and throw you off," Sena replied, her voice muffled against my back as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her breath tickling my ear. "It's your fault for making me feel so safe and loved, anyway."
"Now it's my fault? Well then, I'll love you more and keep you safe. Even if you're in the ring."
"Pfft. You'll be kicked out, idiot Ruki," She giggled, poking my cheek playfully. "But I won't mind being loved more. I'm doing my best in my training so I can show you the belt or medal that I will be winning."