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Houtarou and her moved to the food court.
The restaurant floor they’d been on earlier had a rather calm atmosphere.
The underground food court, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.
Conversations were taking place all around them.
People were laughing—and some were even crying—at a volume that could almost be considered annoying.
The air was filled with a medley of food smells.
The savory aroma of sauces, the spicy scent of fried foods, and more.
“It’s really crowded on holidays, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Let’s find a seat.”
“Ooh!”
Houtarou thought it would be better to split up, so he tried to let go of Seika’s hand.
Seika immediately grabbed his hand again.
“……No.”
Seika squeezed his hand even tighter.
Houtarou, held back, turned around to look at her expression.
Seika was shaking her head slightly from side to side.
With her eyes downcast, she whispered, “No……”
“…………”
(Does that mean she doesn’t want to let go? She doesn’t even want to be apart for such a short time…?)
That’s…
(She’s way too cute…)
Seika, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, glanced at his expression.
She wants him; she’s reaching out to him.
A cute girl, no less.
There was no way he couldn’t be happy.
Houtarou couldn’t help but let a smile slip across his face.
But he felt too embarrassed to let Seika see him like that, so he covered his mouth with his hand.
“Um… I’m sorry. For making you… feel lonely.”
(……What’s that supposed to mean? We’re not even dating yet.)
“Yeah… I was lonely…”
(You, too, getting lonely over something so small…? Oh no…)
Houtarou’s heart was pounding, and he realized his body temperature was rising.
Something’s off.
He should be looking at the exact same scene right now.
Right in front of him was the girl famous in class for her beauty.
The girl who was always smiling brightly—the one he’d always thought was kind of nice and cute.
There’s no difference in her appearance between now and just a moment ago.
What had changed was Houtarou’s state of mind.
(Just my mindset alone can make her look this different… I can’t help it—everything about her looks cute to me now.)
Houtarou gently clasped Seika’s hand once more.
“Then, let’s find a seat together.”
“Okay!”
Seika nods with a bright, cheerful smile.
She takes Houtarou’s hand and starts walking ahead.
If Seika had let go of his hand and walked ahead on her own… he might have felt lonely, too.
(I feel bad for Hirugami-san…)
No matter what happens, he won’t let go of her hand.
That was the decision Houtarou had made.
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