GASP! She knew this guy and he was going to sing with her? Score!
Leaning into the brunette, she couldn’t help but to grin from ear to ear while her arm wrapped around some part of him — what it was didn’t matter, as long as she had a hold of him. Oh, but he was using magic and she wasn’t strong enough to resist the excited squeal that left her.
She had even forgotten that they were singing for a moment, until he pulled her in and reminded her.
”Oh, right!
pRιNcE AlI – FαBυLoUѕ нE – AlI AвAвWα
ɢEɴUғLeCт, SнOw ѕOмE ReSpEcT:
dOwN Oɴ oNe ĸNeE!!”
At the last line, the magician did drop down onto a knee, sliding his hand across her shoulder and down her arm to take hold of her hand as he did. He wasn’t even paying attention to how she was singing, just matching her lyrics with the song automatically as he continued with the florist.
“Now try your best to stay calm.~”
He stood, still holding the hand, and lightly flicked the unoccupied hand over her shoulder, just barely touching her clothes as he did.
“Brush off your Sunday salaam.~”
And now he took a step back.

“Then come and meet his spectacular coterie!~” Kaito finished, spreading both arms and doves suddenly flew above their heads as confetti slowly fell onto their hair, clothes, and the ground around them.






















