Hanzo shakes his head, his dark hair swaying slightly. "No, it's just you and me for the evening, my dear."
"Shall we go somewhere?" Jessamae asks, her voice filled with curiosity and anticipation.
As if on cue, her stomach rumbles loudly, causing a flush of embarrassment to color her cheeks.
"Come on," Hanzo gestures, reaching out his hand to help her down. "I'll treat you to a delicious dinner. Marry mentioned that you haven't eaten since lunch."
"How about seafood hot pots?" she suggests, her eyes sparkling with hope.
"I believe I know a place that is still open," he replies, a hint of a smile gracing his lips.
They make their way down the side of the building, their hands intertwined, and step away from the bright lights of the wedding festivities, venturing into the embrace of t
