"Slurp."
Misaki Saki subconsciously took a sip, but then she realized,
"Where's any drool?"
"All right, hurry up and go to sleep; I have to go to school tomorrow."
Haruka Yuzan yawned and then began to shoo her away.
"No way, just tell me. I'm curious!"
Misaki Saki took off her shoes and plopped down right next to Haruka,
"Ay, we've known each other for a year now, how could I not know what kind of girl you like?"
Her slender, firm little legs pressed together, distinct from Mrs. Onodera's voluptuous long legs, Misaki Saki's short legs dangled in front of him,
Haruka Yuzan turned his head and saw the little bottom wrapped in a white T-shirt sitting in front of his eyes.
Looking up further, Misaki Saki was smiling cheekily at him.
"I just like one thing—good-looking ones."
"Hehe, really just that? I actually have a tiny request," Misaki Saki whispered,
"Next time when you're doing that thing, could you let me sneak a peek from the side? I'll just watch for a bit."
