"Why? No, why are you in such a hurry, Hoshina?"
Misaki Saki tilted her head, her face filled with innocent naivety as she spoke.
At that moment, in the delinquent girl's eyes, that smile, like that of a little devil's presence, hardly thinking, Arisugawa Hoshina blurted out, "No means no."
"Huh? Hoshina, you couldn't possibly have a crush on Haruka, could you? Why else would you be so nervous?" Misaki Saki stepped closer, rubbing her little bottom against those smooth, delicate thighs,
"If you like Haruka too, then I could choose to help you!"
"I, I definitely don't like that jerk!"
The pace of the conversation was completely controlled by Misaki Saki and, for a moment, Arisugawa Hoshina was caught off guard, her rosy cheeks visibly blushing at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning her adorably cute under the sunlight.
"If you don't like Haruka, then why are you in such a hurry?"
"I, I'm not in a hurry!"
