The confrontation was intense.
It was mainly Qiao Suisui's one-sided fierceness towards Ruka.
The man kept trying to push her away, to hold her in his embrace, to press her beneath him, but couldn't withstand her delicate entwinement and pestering, eventually relenting.
He had thought that after it was over, his anger would subside a bit, but the man only grew more irritated.
Qiao Suisui lay on the bed, rubbing her eyes, and with the last of her energy said to the man with his back to her, "Don't be mad."
After she spoke, she couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
After a while, a long sigh echoed through the chamber.
Ruka turned and drew her into his arms, tucked her in properly, and then gently caressed her hair, sinking into self-reproach.