The sun was setting by the time they left the restaurant. There were street lamps on the roadside to light up the sidewalks, but their brightness was nothing compared to the sunlight.

“Should we finish our date with a drink?”

Lyla’s eyes narrowed at Zich’s suggestion. “What are you planning to do after making me drunk? Also, we already had a cup of wine.”

“How is that a drink? That’s juice—just a condiment to eat more delicious food. Or are you weak against alcohol?”

“…I’ve never tested my limits.”

“Then, you should find out your limits this time.”

“How is that different from leaving my treasure in a thief’s cave?”

“That’s a good analogy. Then, it’s fine if we don’t drink. Why don’t we just talk?”

Lyla looked as if she was thinking about what to do. True to his words, Zich had used his money from start to finish. Furthermore, although Zich kept making jokes, he never stepped out of line.

“We can have snacks with the drinks.”

“Let’s go.” Lyla quickly stepped forward, and Zich laughed while clutching his stomach. 

Lyla chose their next destination. Even though the moon was up in the sky, there were still many shops with their lights on. ...