But she still felt very uncomfortable inside, believing that Nanahara Takeshi, with his bit of cleverness, looked down on her deep in his heart. He seemed to insult her character whenever he got the chance, and as soon as he got on the car, he just sat there pouting and sulking.
And after sulking for a while, she saw Nanahara Takeshi sitting there leisurely, looking out of the window without any intention to speak softly—Nanahara Takeshi had performed well today, having displayed some brilliant reasoning. Even if he indirectly insulted her a bit, she would have forgiven him had he offered a few soft words now.
But Nanahara Takeshi just wouldn't speak softly, and now he seemed unaffected. She stewed for a while, then spoke in a cold voice, "Hey, I have a question for you."
"Five hundred yen."
