If those words weren't enough, then the arm suddenly sneaking around her waist would have helped it, considering Ange's face slowly started turning red at all of it, much like it had back in that hotel room. Be hers, be all hers, how could he even say that so casually, with that kind of grin on his face..

But it wasn't like she could defy him for long while she was like this, while part of her already understood that this is what she just really wanted, for him to stay with her no matter what, right by her side, so.. this was needed for that. And even without the added idea of a pact, a kiss wouldn't be that bad, right..?

...

"Then.. do it, Amakusa." It wasn't like she was bold enough to initiate the kiss either way, and he told her to 'just say the word', so.. "Let's make a pact. I'll swear it on my title as a witch, ANGE-Beatrice."