She looked up in surprise and noticed several girls at the doorway covering their mouths and giggling. Puzzled, she turned her head and saw Nanahara Takeshi leaning in the hallway, looking out at the courtyard, obviously waiting for her.
A flush instantly spread across her face, and she had a subconscious urge to stand up and kick him all the way to Pluto, but as her butt left the chair, she felt too embarrassed to just dash out and froze in place—what on earth are you doing, running to the entrance of my classroom?
With so many rumors about us already, won't your coming over here just make them seem even more true?
Damn it, doesn't he have any sense at all, I'll kill him when we get home!
The girl in charge of the costume group cleared her throat and cheerfully offered, "Kiyomi, you're mainly responsible for the tailoring later on. If you have something to do, you can go ahead. It's alright!"
