I didn’t expect him to take me to an amusement park. I thought he’d pick a resort or a fancy restaurant.

Not that I was complaining—it was just unlike him.

And I was right. He wasn’t fond of rides.

"That was so tiring," Ash admitted, collapsing onto a bench.

We had just ridden the Viking, and he couldn’t hide his fear. His sweat-drenched forehead gave him away.

I find it funny on how he could kill enemies, yet simple rides scare him like this.

"Let’s just cuddle here for now,” Ash ...