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Houtarou is staring intently at Seika’s outfit.
(I-I wonder… D-Does it look weird…? What if he says it’s weird…? I’d die…)
Half of her feels happy that her beloved is looking at her, while the other half is anxious about whether it matches his taste.
Seika waits for Houtarou’s reaction.
“That outfit really suits you today.”
“!?”
(It… suits me… This neat, put-together outfit—so different from my usual revealing clothes… He said I’m cute…!)
Houtarou didn’t actually say she was cute.
But Seika took it as a compliment.
(Yesss!)
A mix of “Yay!” and “Yes!” burst out of her as a kind of incoherent war cry.
She kept it to herself because, deep down, she didn’t want Houtarou to look at her strangely—that was her girlish pride.
Also, the fact that there were people around played a big part.
“Hirugami-san?”
“Ah, sorry! Thank you!”
The words of gratitude slipped out of Seika’s mouth naturally.
(Just this alone is enough to fill my heart and soul~……♡)
But the main event was yet to come.
(Is it okay to be this happy right now? If I get any happier than this…… what’s going to happen to me!?)
“Let’s go.”
Houtarou started walking.
……Seika’s eyes were locked onto Houtarou’s hand.
(I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands, I want to hold hands)
Seika had come on a date with Houtarou.
She was longing for physical contact with him.
(As for anything naughty… well, maybe not quite yet… but still, but still, I really want to hold Houtarou-kun’s hand… I mean, this is a date, after all—it’s definitely a date!)
Her emotions got the better of her, and Seika ended up grabbing Houtarou’s hand.
(Ah… it’s big… it’s rough… wow… it’s so smooth…)
She touched Houtarou’s hand and savored the sensation.
Her mind was filled with the bliss brought on by physical contact with Houtarou.
“Hirugami-san?”
“Ah…”
(O-oh no! I held his hand before even asking for his permission! Oh no! That’s so gross!)
Ashamed of her actions, she tried to pull her hand away from Houtarou’s…
But he just smiled and gently squeezed her hand.
With a gentle touch, as if handling a butterfly, he clasped her hand in return.
“There’s no point in lingering here too long, so let’s go.”
“…………”
(Whoa~……♡ I like him~……♡ Oh no…… I’m so into him~……♡ I like him, I like him~……♡)
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