"Tap, tap, tap."
Accompanied by Haruka Yuzan's guess, the sound of little leather shoes tapping on the ground slowly approached from afar. Glancing to the side, he noticed those eye-catching red leather shoes.
Above the shoes were those iconic black silk long legs, smooth, young, glistening with a sheen under the sun's rays, looking irresistibly bouncy and tempting.
And further up...
Well, Haruka Yuzan admitted that he lacked the courage to face Miss Otome at the moment. If only Chiba Shimizu had been beside him, he might not have felt particularly guilty, but... why did his heart thump wildly when he met Sister Reiko?
"Brother Otome, why are you here?"
There was no way out; even if reluctant to face her, not wanting to believe, he still had to muster up the courage to stand up and greet the young miss.
The blazing sun shone on the girl's body, her fair skin without a hint of warmth, feeling ice-cold to the touch.
