Yuhi is far too busy reading those articles. So he won't bother inquiring any further, right? Sumire told him she was fine, and she thought he would leave it. A normal person would leave it, but instead, he puts his phone down. He picked her up and brought her to the room next door. She saw a large oversized bed there in the center, and Yuhi placed her down.
Sumire felt her heartbeat increase.
Could it be that he understood what she was thinking?
"Y-Yuhi?"
"If you have a fever or don't feel well, please rest. I know we are supposed to be composing. But we still have time." Yuhi said kindly. "I can get a start on it based on the ideas you came up with already."
She blinked, confused.
It took her a moment to realize that Yuhi was serious. Couldn't he tell? He usually is so sharp with everything.
Sumire saw that he was about to leave, and she extended her hand out. She buried her face in his back. "Wait, stay..I… I am acting strange because I want you to touch me."
