Haru didn't really have anything important to say to Isabela.
What he actually wanted was mana.
And, at that moment, the only excuse he could think of was asking what it would take to convince her father to accept a marriage proposal.
After all, in the dramas, TV shows, anime, webtoons, manga, and all kinds of stories he'd consumed in his previous life, all a man had to do was bring up marriage while alone with a girl to make her flustered.
Especially when he got close to her like that.
Haru had learned a lot from watching images. Understanding the context was another matter entirely.
And it's not like I don't want to marry Isabela. I'm determined to build my harem.
The thing was, this time, it had all been a cover to get more time in contact with her.
And it had worked.
Haru looked at the hand he'd used to touch Isabela.
Worth it.
After everything that had happened, the mana he'd recovered had made the effort worthwhile.
He'd do it again.
