"It's not." Milo replied.
"You're lying." Dodo didn't want to lean on him, but she couldn't help leaning over anyway.
However, the moment she leaned in, she found it quite comfortable.
His shoulders were broad, yet not so stiff.
"I clearly heard you mention 'Milo' or something." She pouted in dissatisfaction.
Milo did his best to support her, to prevent her from slipping.
"I said Milo." He answered calmly.
"Nonsense. You are Milo." Dodo protested immediately, "What are you really saying?"
"Miss Dodo, you heard wrong." Milo stopped, "I didn't say anything."
Dodo stood still, refusing to walk.
"You're lying." She grabbed Milo's collar, "If you don't tell the truth, I'm going to hit you."
There were many people on Main Street, but Milo still looked at Dodo.
He suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Like this, you don't seem like you want to hit me, but rather you seem like you want to kiss me," he said.
