"What are these white things, spider silk?"
The discussions around brought Yukawa Maki back to her senses. She tried to organize her words, "Xiaoxia, why did you suddenly..."
"You seem like a different person. Are you trying out a new style?" Yukawa Maki nudged her shoe tip, her voice as light as a mosquito. "It's kind of cute."
Mori didn't hear Yukawa Maki clearly, nor did she care much. She had to find a way to shake off her brother's eyes and leave here as soon as possible.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. Xiaoxu, could you please tell President Takuma at the Archery Club that I'm sick and need to go home to recuperate, so I won't be able to go today."
"Ah, this."
Before Yukawa Maki could finish her words, the girl leaned in close, held her hand, interlocked their fingers, her lively eyes blinked, "You wouldn't want to refuse me, would you, would you?"
Yukawa Maki's ears turned red, and she couldn't refuse anymore. She nodded slightly to agree.
