Roy continued to stare at the couple in disbelief.
"Hey, you two..." His voice trailed off as he took in the sight before him.
Just moments ago, he had walked into Noran's office only to find Shuri seated on Noran's lap, with Noran holding her firmly against him, refusing to let her go.
Shuri's face was buried in her hands, likely out of embarrassment, while Noran appeared entirely unfazed by the situation.
With one hand, he casually held the report Roy had given him, calmly reading its contents, while his other hand absentmindedly twirled the ends of Shuri's hair between his fingers.
Unlike the other two, Noran didn't seem the least bit bothered by his behavior.
"...If you're going to act like this, you should really get a room, you know?" Roy couldn't help but comment, noticing the faint smudge of lipstick on Noran's lips, a telltale sign of their recent intimacy that Noran hadn't even bothered to clean.
