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Ameri’s lips curved. “And you lost on purpose.”

“You’re late,” she said, crossing her arms. But her ears twitched with warmth. ameri ichinose husband

Ameri would smile—sharp, satisfied, and soft all at once—and say: Ameri’s lips curved

“Of course.” He set the pastries on her table. “They needed the win more than I did.” Ameri would smile—sharp, satisfied, and soft all at

Speculation ran wild. Some said she married a noble from the Barbatos clan for political strength. Others whispered she had secretly wed a high-ranking angel from the Celestial Realm to broker peace. A few, more romantically foolish, claimed she was still waiting for a certain blue-haired human-turned-demon who had vanished from public life after becoming the Demon King’s right hand.

One evening, a knock came at her private residence. Not the grand Ichinose manor, but a modest house on a cliff overlooking the Winding Wastelands—her childhood escape. She opened the door to find , now tall, silver-streaked hair tied back, wearing a worn-out cloak and carrying a box of star-shaped pastries.