C278 Calculating

In an attic, a middle-aged man with the air of a refined scholar gazed at the woman before him, her pretty face still tinged with a hint of blush. Despite his usual composure, a wry smile spread across his face.

"Did you see your beloved?" the scholarly man asked with a teasing glint in his eye, looking at the woman whose beauty was akin to a blooming peach.

Her cheeks, already flushed