"Hmm... don't you have any comments, Chiba-san? Like, 'Wow, cool, Mr. Haruka, your photography skills are so good, I'm so impressed,' and so on."
Chiba Shimizu lifted her head, glancing at the self-indulgent boy beside her,
"Just because the photo looks good doesn't mean you took it well, Classmate Haruka."
What she meant was, 'I'm youthful and beautiful, if you can manage to take an ugly photo of me, now that would be a skill.'
Well, Haruka Yuzan shrugged his shoulders, forced to admit that with the young lady's looks, even a casual snap could serve as desktop wallpaper material.
However,
"Do you want to take one together, Chiba-san?"
Hmm?
The girl lifted her head, and Haruka Yuzan shook his phone, giving her a warm, comforting smile.
"Okay, use my phone."
"Me! Me! Me! Me! I'll take the photo for you."
These words were from a sweet and cute girl who looked like she was still in middle school,
"My name is Haruno Kasino, please let me take the photo for you!"
