Hearing Zaki's words, Hinari's heart skipped a beat. Even though she already knew the meaning of those mixed flowers, it was still completely different when she heard him say it out loud. Hinari wanted to run upstairs so she could squeal, jump and shout in joy in her room. Gladly, she was able to contain herself and she grabbed Zaki from behind instead. She buried her face on his back and wrapped her hands around his waist, squeezing him tight.
At that moment, the blushing Zaki cleared his throat as he slightly turned his head to look at her.
"Hinari, let's go at the courtyard." He said and after a while, Hinari loosened up her grip. She then moved in front of him with a wide smile as she put both arms up.
"Beauty, my knight, carry me." She ordered like a mischievous seductive queen, no, more like a child demanding her father to lift her up.