When I came out from the back and came back to the table, I found that the girl was just sitting there without doing anything.
She looked at the dishes in front of her in a daze, as if she was thinking about something.
After sitting down, I asked, "Are you alright? Did something happen while I was gone?"
I could have not engaged, but it would have seemed too cruel to not ask since I was having a meal with her.
The girl jolted when she heard this and she quickly shook her head as she said, "No, nothing! Nothing's wrong!"
But I could see that she was looking down when she said this.
In particular…she seemed to be looking at my crotch.
I couldn't help revealing a bitter smile when I saw this since I remembered that feeling from earlier. As she had been wiping away the water, her hand had accidentally touched…that thing down there…
It was no doubt a traumatizing experience for her, but I didn't know what to say…
