It's almost unnervingly quiet right now, the calm before the storm. I should be able to relax, but instead, it's making me more anxious.
This chapter is on the shorter side. Two chapters are being posted simultaneously. Apologies for the inconvenience.
After Saya, who's completely oblivious and naturally clumsy, finished eating her parfait, we settled the bill and, for some reason, ended up walking home together. I wanted to head straight home, but Saya's insistence was preventing me from doing so.
"I really want to go home now. It's fine if you want to walk with me, but I'm not adjusting my pace to match yours. If you want to tag along, you're free to do so, but I'm tired."
"Is it really necessary to be that harsh? That kind of hurts, you know…"
