"I can never find the words I want to tell you.
Even if I only say the wrong things
Even then, you always absurdly want to understand everything about me."
He needs to hurry up and step up his game. It seems even Hino is having a hard time holding back. If Hino ever becomes serious, he will be in trouble. 'I don't like the idea of competing with Hino either.' Hino isn't like the other guys who like Sumire.
'I consider him as family.'
"Done!" Sumire beamed happily.
Yuhi's gaze fell on the 'finishing product' only to find the words, 'Will you marry me?' beautifully written across the omelet. For a moment, he stared at it, stunned, before he burst into laughter.
"This isn't funny!" Sumire pouted.
"You're asking this now, really?"
"I mean." Sumire's gaze is flushed red. "It doesn't seem right that your the only one who asked.
"Now, my wife, it shouldn't matter whether the man or woman proposes."
