"Ancestor? Is that you in this portrait?"
Solan often teases his own ancestor like this.
"It is... I was so old back then... It's all your fault..."
Whenever he does, Fliss responds with a coquettish pout, her little feet in childish white stockings kicking restlessly at the young man in front of her.
"It was an accident... Maybe it was fate."
Solan says with a teasing smile.
"I understand all that... but did you really have to do something so embarrassing here, in the family shrine, right in front of my portrait?"
"Heh... You look pretty excited too, don't you?"
Solan kisses the girl in front of him, leaving her no chance to resist.
"Let's say a proper goodbye to your old self... From now on, you only have to belong to me..." Solan says.
"Let go of me... This is... sacrilege! Disrespectful! You have no respect for your elders..."
"I should have known you were this twisted!"
"Hehe... Whatever... Ancestor, just relax..."
"Mmph..."
(Please don't think too hard 😭😭 Just write something normal, not weird... )
