“You’ve earned something,” she said, stopping just a foot away. She smelled like tea and rain. “A reward.”
“I… I dunno,” he lied.
His mouth went dry. Every fantasy he’d ever had—every stupid, lonely dream from his shack days—flooded back. But standing in front of her , he couldn’t say any of it. She was too far above him. Too perfect.
No Aki. No Power. Just him and Makima, the woman who could make his chest tighten with a single glance.
“You’ve earned something,” she said, stopping just a foot away. She smelled like tea and rain. “A reward.”
“I… I dunno,” he lied.
His mouth went dry. Every fantasy he’d ever had—every stupid, lonely dream from his shack days—flooded back. But standing in front of her , he couldn’t say any of it. She was too far above him. Too perfect. makima gives denji reward
No Aki. No Power. Just him and Makima, the woman who could make his chest tighten with a single glance. “You’ve earned something,” she said, stopping just a