"Uh, is Nanahara here?" Okuno Yasuharu, seeing that the door was opened by Kiyomi Liuli who was wearing an ill-fitting apron, looking every part the domestic housewife with an expression of surprise, didn't expect that she was already cohabiting with Nanahara Takeshi—the times have changed, indeed. One shouldn't underestimate high school students these days; they're together already in their first year?
So envious. I'm twenty-eight and still single!
"What, are you looking for him... for something particular?" Kiyomi Liuli, in a state of guilty conscience, didn't notice the unusual expression on Okuno Yasuharu's face, subconsciously rubbing her apron, hesitating whether or not to lie that Nanahara Takeshi wasn't home.
Okuno Yasuharu answered, "Someone wants to see him."
"Who?"
