"Hmm? Haruka, you're in?"
It wasn't until the boy walked up to her that Misaki Saki, sitting on the ground, finally snapped out of her daze,
blinking her large eyes, while continuously stuffing food into her mouth with her small hand.
What an outrageous accusation.
Upon hearing this, Haruka Yuzan nearly lost his footing as he walked, thinking, I haven't entered anything, you big-headed ghost!
So eager for me to come in?
Sighing with a hint of helplessness, he composed himself and tossed the shopping bag toward the girl,
"Here, I bought this for you."
"What did you buy for me?"
Misaki Saki's face lit up with surprise, her eyes sparkling as she peered into the bag as if she was about to dive into it.
"Umm..." Haruka Yuzan was unsure how to begin, "It's just some clothes you can wear? It looked uncomfortable the way you're always wearing them..."
His explanation was vague, but Misaki Saki had already taken the item out of the bag.
